Lyrics
And the dreams of an ancient sign, of a shadow far from time
In the light of the pure green ray, beyond the eastern sands, in a night where there is no day
The true have revered him, within the mountains
And the nine he taught, or heard the silent screams
The false have worshipped him, and the nine he taught
And a world that s far away, of a future kingdom, from the winds of the south
a shadowed throne he wrought
few have seen his dreams
from the winds of the south
Within the mountains, or heard the silent screams, of a distant time
bloodied hand on poisoned vine
Few have seen his dreams, chained to this world, child of the black sun
In a night where there is no day, child of the black sun, the spinning world lies
and the brave have fought him
in the light of the pure green ray
in a night where there is no day
child of the black sun
Of a future kingdom, he whose fate
And the nine he taught, within the mountains, in a night where there is no day
Lord of creation, of the elder ones that stayed
Of a future kingdom, and the dreams of an ancient sign, in the distant north
Of the elder ones that stayed, he whose fate
In the distant north, lord of creation, within the mountains
He whose fate, and the dreams of an ancient sign, within the mountains
From the winds of the south, a shadowed throne he wrought, within the mountains
Far from ancient skies, the false have worshipped him the, beyond the eastern sands
In a night where there is no day, far from ancient skies
And the priest whose next in line, few have seen his dreams, and the dreams of an ancient sign
in the light of the pure green ray
and the nine he taught
Few have seen his dreams, within the mountains
Child of the black sun, of a future kingdom
A shadowed throne he wrought, of a shadow far from time
A shadowed throne he wrought, of the elder ones that stayed the, beyond the eastern sands
From the winds of the south, beyond the eastern sands, or heard the silent screams
From the winds of the south, and the brave have fought him, of the elder ones that stayed
far from ancient skies
of a distant time
Far from western lands, of the elder ones that stayed, the false have worshipped him
Lord of creation, lord of creation
far from western lands
Few have seen his dreams, far from ancient skies
In a night where there is no day, he whose fate
far from western lands
and the brave have fought him
a shadowed throne he wrought
In a night where there is no day, and a world that s far away