Из альбома: The Heathen Chapters
In the clouds of gray
In the realm of sea
Lies a mourning forest
Crysten fade and gray
It's dwellers have lifted
No birds chirp in it's clouds
The whispering forest of the wind
Had left it no sound
Well the years gone by
The forest fell asleep
Remembering elder days
The sewers driven deep
When the sky was in gray
And the sun was black
But it's time to face the truth
Those days will never come back
Over the centuries
The forest passed away
The well callen roads revived
To rise when times would change