Where the wind blows over the mountaintops into the ancient sky 
And the flowers whither in the shadows of an autumn night 
Misty fog arises from the valleys and hides the face of the moon 
Underneath the ground lies a forgotten wisdom deep entombed 

As long as ravens ride the nights 
As long as the spirit of the earth takes seat between the spheres 
The path beyond was locked behind the gates of consciousness - the mirror of the soul 

Time is passing by the mist, is creeping through the deserted land 
And all the forests throw their leaves into the growing realm of sand 
A whispered cry which told the tale of earth is hurt from above 
It drowns the night into bright light and breeds a paradise beyond 
And the wind unveils the hidden treasure from the soil 
A sweet melancholy fills the plain with a lovely sound 
Unleashing the key to the gates of consciousness 

Take my hand I'll show you heaven 
And walk the path beyond with me 
Together we will stand the night and flee from the void