Sear Bliss Far Above The Trees
Fright calls me from beyond By the lip of a faceless man I'm waiting to glide his voice to my Neverending dark To feel my body As the icy wind touches The memories of ancient ones, The memories of heroes Which were redused to ashes under the fullmoon I fly towards you I feel the dying grasp Of your untouched heat I'm waiting for her voice to show a sign, The way as the picture of eternal fire and power To shine my light, because it is I I fly towards you I'm waiting for your comfort In the path of the far voice
