Sear Bliss Land Of The Phantoms
Wind sweeps through the forest It sweeps through valleys and mountains It stops and casts its eyes over the peak And looks inquiringly when it trances me down I don't speak and nor do the wind It's just standing and looking at the landscape Solitude takes my thoughts I feel quite well in this way But my soul is tired Then it rises and regains strength It entreats me to fly with Through valleys and mountains It asks me to soar before the sun rises To take advantage of darkness and night Since then I've been one with the landscape And it has become one with me too Since then I've been one with the darkness Which is a vital element for me Since then I just stand here and I see everything As the others are carried from peak to peak As the wind stain the world As they sink out honour to the depth of hell I look around. We have remained few in place The others have flown away, wither their interest hoping for better But I see that we're still firm And like sand, the wind carries the others
