Where the wind blows over the mountaintops into the
ancient sky And the flowers whither in the shadows
of an autumn night Misty fog arises from the valleys
and hides the face of the moon Underneath the ground
lies a forgotten wisdom deep entombed As long as ravens
ride the nights The path beyond was locked behind
the gates of consciousness - the mirror of the soul
As long as the spirit of the earth takes seat between
the spheres Time is passing by the mist,
is creeping through the deserted land And all the
forests throw their leaves into the growing realm of
sand A whispered cry which told the tale of earth
is hurt from above It drowns the night into bright
light and breeds a paradise beyond Unleashing the
key to the gates of consciousness And the wind unveils
the hidden treasure from the soil A sweet melancholy
fills the plain with a lovely sound Take my hand
I'll show you heaven And walk the path beyond with
me Together we will stand the night and flee from the void