Whistling Hills

Far from home, embarking for the unknown

I can hear a melody whistling between hills

Clouds revealing an endless path

While I stand on top of it all

Sharp mountain, piercing through the sky

Climbing with my bare hand

Leaving blood on the cold stone

While zeus rings his spear upon me

And when I can finally see the end

I count as many wouds as memories I got

Overcoming, water and earth

And use the pride to go even further

Walking on this infinite frozen lake

Ice shinier than all the stars up there

Followed only by the moon my friend

Her light whiter than all the snow down there

But a crack under me is all it takes

For this lake to become one again

So I run, run away from the moon

From this water as cold as death's touch

And when I can finally see the end

I count as many wouds as memories I got

Overcoming, water and earth

And use the pride to go even further

Far from home, embarking for the unknown

I can still hear that melody

But the hills stopped singing long ago

While the clouds finally disappear