Where Spirits Walk The Earth کے بول

These woods have no pathways Where spirits walk the earth With heavy steps that leave no footprints By an old burial ground, a shimmering chant From the depth of these mists Whispers from a black river Sense of movement in the still forest The restless sleepers leave their eternal beds Trails unseen to mortal eyes Where spirits walk the earth Where the undead walk beyond the night Once great, great once more Words and songs of the swamps Long ago sunken again surface Runes and spells once carved Ablaze again on the now fallen trees Your pride is gone Singer of songs Yet in your tunes Still is your glory Carved in these woods Whispered to the winds Within each line Your everlasting story Your colours faded Soil for singers In these meadows And in these trees Reclaiming past glory In these woods Forever more Your wisdom lingers