The Lost 歌词

In the sunbeams shining Over fields trundle the ghosts Bound in the bright iron They carried truth on the crosses Uninvited and unexpected They opened all the gates Strength and war ruse are brothers them And bloodthirsty smile of superiority, too Propagating something unknown They shot the children of forest with arrows With assistance of swiche and chains They built castles of stone between the oaks Fire made ashes from woods Skies lost the sun Stones hid under mosses The blood it's our tears Spirits of wood went to another wood The clevers learnt to hide Faith dressed into clothes Hiding itself in ornaments and in laces Rivers may find the sea Winds know where to run May the lost to live? There's silence in the forest, nobody can feel it