Among hills I have wandered Through forests so cold Over mountains
a raging thunder followed the ways foretold A request a "leave me
be"... Through the shape that I longed for... Withering visions...
Bleeding to search for the more...
Behold the memories within,
A questful battle to win. Towards which he is carrying, The
burden named destiny. It is poundering proud on his shoulders.
Creating and Dreaming, Is it all the same? As I touch this
flame...
...Of mine.
I await your call, Trough body,
spirit and mind, I shine, I shine. The forces of Prima Mater.
Unite us this heathen night, Yearning your unknown mysterious beauty.
(Pride and might!)
Among hills, we do wander. Through the
forests so cold. Crossing mountains of raging thunder, followed our
way untold.
