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 

As long as the spirit of the earth takes seat between the spheres 

The path beyond was locked behind the gates of consciousness - the mirror of the soul 



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 

And the wind unveils the hidden treasure from the soil 

A sweet melancholy fills the plain with a lovely sound 

Unleashing the key to the gates of consciousness 



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