Letras
Ancient castles on climbing cliffs
Summoned by the sea
Windswept shores and crashing waves
Rages furiously
Twisting trees old and true
Stand huddled watchingly
Oh, ages past, ages hence, pages turned carefully
Ages past, ages hence, pages turned carefully
What pagan smile has touched your lips
What melody so sweet
Soothed your breast, your beating heart
The underworld gone to sleep
Twisting trees old and true
Stand huddled watchingly
Oh, ages past, ages hence, pages turned carefully
Ages past, ages hence, pages turned carefully
Into the clutches of the night
I can see the torch lights shine bright
The gates are drawn, the hounds sit still
There's laughter that bubbles within
Down bend the trees quietly witnessing
Man's journey into himself
Ever turning ever churning
Cluthing the waves of his wealth
Yearning, a thirst never quenching
Tumble the thoughts untill they lie like petals on the ground
Gathered by winds stretched through the trees
To the wispering sound...
Ancient castles on climbing cliffs
Summoned by the sea
Windswept shores and crashing waves
Rages furiously
Twisting trees old and true
Stand huddled watchingly
Oh, ages past, ages hence, pages turned carefully
Ages past, ages hence, pages turned carefully
Ages past, ages hence, pages turned carefully
Ages past, ages hence, pages turned carefully