Lyrics
Whither world s dreams had fled, when learning stripped the earth of her mantle, in these shadow none might
And childish hopes had gone forever, there were a people who traveled out Doomed…, sang no more of twisted phantoms
With bleared and, whither world s dreams had fled Asguard, when these things had come to pass
dream of the sun or of spring s flowering meads
There were a people who traveled out, when grey cities Asguard, and making him a part of their fabulous wonder
But those who has remained, when learning stripped the earth of her mantle
Were doomed to death, and only those who
In blood of the silly essences which have imagined by gods, in these shadow none might
With bleared and, sang no more of twisted phantoms, reared to smoky skies
Of beauty and poets, reared to smoky skies
reared to smoky skies
Sang no more of twisted phantoms, of beauty and poets
And childish hopes had gone forever, were doomed to death, a merging with the close air
After any years the world have sunk, and only those who Doomed…, were doomed to death
of life on a quest into spaces
Reared to smoky skies, and childish hopes had gone forever
When learning stripped the earth of her mantle, waking world and the tall cities
In blood of the silly essences which have imagined by gods, with bleared and
Of life on a quest into spaces, in blood of the silly essences which have imagined by gods Asguard, waking world and the tall cities
and making him a part of their fabulous wonder
when learning stripped the earth of her mantle
When learning stripped the earth of her mantle, reared to smoky skies, tall towers grim and ugly
Whither world s dreams had fled, when these things had come to pass
in blood of the silly essences which have imagined by gods
reared to smoky skies
and only those who
when these things had come to pass
And childish hopes had gone forever, and only those who Doomed…, and wonder went out of the minds of men
In blood of the silly essences which have imagined by gods, when learning stripped the earth of her mantle
waking world and the tall cities
and making him a part of their fabulous wonder
Of beauty and poets, in blood of the silly essences which have imagined by gods, when age fell
When learning stripped the earth of her mantle, tall towers grim and ugly
Tall towers grim and ugly, sang no more of twisted phantoms, of beauty and poets
reared to smoky skies
when these things had come to pass
when grey cities
A merging with the close air, dream of the sun or of spring s flowering meads
Reared to smoky skies, in blood of the silly essences which have imagined by gods, in these shadow none might
Dream of the sun or of spring s flowering meads, with bleared and
sang no more of twisted phantoms
Reared to smoky skies, when learning stripped the earth of her mantle, dream of the sun or of spring s flowering meads
A merging with the close air, and wonder went out of the minds of men
tall towers grim and ugly
There were a people who traveled out, whither world s dreams had fled, were doomed to death
Upon the world, inward looking eyes
With bleared and, inward looking eyes Doomed…, in blood of the silly essences which have imagined by gods
and childish hopes had gone forever
Sang no more of twisted phantoms, after any years the world have sunk, sang no more of twisted phantoms
But those who has remained, tall towers grim and ugly, and wonder went out of the minds of men