Из альбома: Mystic Times, Volume 1

Crumbling walls of long forgotten towns
Rise from darkness at the break of dawn
Far beyond the world our eyes can see
A mystic realm lost in eternity.
A pale red moon low in the western skies
Tells of secrets from another time
Ghostly shadows caught in ancient trees
Guard the portals of eternity.
Ride across the ocean
To a world of peace and calm
Where the spirits rise from shadows
To a golden silver dawn
To the glass and crystal wonders
Where forever we may dwell
Once we set upon this new land
In the realm of myth and tale.
A sound of laughter echoes from the past
Like a dream once lost come true at last
To break the silence after years of war
And reunite the ones that were apart.
Ride across the ocean
To a world of peace and calm
Where the spirits rise from shadows
To a golden silver dawn
To the glass and crystal wonders
Where forever we may dwell
Once we set upon this new land
In the realm of myth and tale.

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