She makes you dance

A valkirie seducing the spirits of beyond

She communicates, through those rhythms

With the spirit of hades



So pure, so deep

Magic, mystic, let yourself drift to the beyond

In the depths of belief

So cold, so glacial

Magic, mystic, let yourself drift far away

In the depths of life



Look for the pleasures within yourself

It will guide your aura towards a world

Where the trees touch so close that they look like they embrace

Tribal ceremony



So pure, so deep

Magic, mystic, let yourself drift to the beyond

In the depths of belief

So cold, so glacial

Magic, mystic, let yourself drift far away

In the depths of life



So far, you can't imagine it...

So strong I can almost touch it

I touch their wives and I touch their gods

So far, you can't imagine it...

So strong I can almost touch it

I touch their wives and I touch their gods



You can't understand it

Ceremony of a cult, of another century

Magic, mystic, witness of celtic legends