Place He's Coming From lyrics

Raven whispering Imagine... midnight wood Leaves are falling down from trees Let begins... election... Sovereign to rule heathens... Unknown man, Lonely stranger... is coming into camp Veiled in cape Staff in hand... oaken branch from olden land. Traveller, whispering: Place I am coming from, lies many days of walk to east, I've come along the nature side. Wood around gave food to me, it sent me rain to drink, leaves under my head... were my scented pillow. I see this ancient wood... full of memories... Hunters: Be welcome wayfarer... come and rise some pints with us! Then... tell us, who you are... and where's your journey destination, our tribe is looking up to those..who reach up dangerous land around. Traveller: Believe me... honestly Old blood's flame is burning in your eyes I can see your ancestors Fortune is... standing on your side.. Ancient scrolls... are speaking clear "...Find last independent nation..." Help them grow, teach them how... use their blood's might. Hunters: Our tribe is looking up to those... who reach up dangerous land around!