I still dream of the mountains, where I used to be a king

King of all outer realms, how I wish to return ...



"Welcome back my son, I have waited for a long time

Waited for the king to return, I have something to show you

Upon the highest mountain, way up by the horizon

Lies an ancient path, the path of the gods ..."



I've climbed the mountains high

And walked among the clouds

I've reached the outer realms

Seen past the fields of wildgrown flowers



"Seek the opening of sanguine painted clouds

Carried gently upon caressing winds

There by the boundaries of seldom broken lines

Lies the way ..."



These sanguine clouds I saw

Appear at heaven's shore

Swept by the woken wind

Stray in the garden of tranquillity



"See through the many eyes of the dragonfly

Hear the flowers bloom in early spring

And see the lines of life untouched by time

Upon the way ..."



Faerie choirs sing

And gently flap their wings

And by this creek so small

Gathered slowly, drinking unicorns



"Stray pilgrim, god to be

Stray wanderer, 'all these realms' belong to thee"



Small creatures coming near

Then turn to disappear

All while the faeries sing

Ode to waters, ode to winds



"Stray pilgrim, god to be

Stray wanderer, 'all these realms' belong to thee"



The path of gods ...