Standing on the edges
This never ending prophecy
Whispers from the valleys
To the sea
Memories of brightness
But ruins upon the landscape lie
Ivy them hides
Lord
How can’t you feel
Something wicked coming from south
To deny these lands
Now winds thrive
Unleashed by ancient cries
Strong, forget your emptiness
Through the dark, through the light
Glory’s waiting
Watch the sunset faraway
Hope is not fading
“Rhune empire” fell asleep
Someone talks about a mist
Crawling by the waves of the oceans
This never ending prophecy
Whispers from the valleys
To the sea
Memories of brightness
But ruins upon the landscape lie
Ivy them hides
Lord
How can’t you feel
Something wicked coming from south
To deny these lands
Now winds thrive
Unleashed by ancient cries
Strong, forget your emptiness
Through the dark, through the light
Glory’s waiting
Watch the sunset faraway
Hope is not fading
“Rhune empire” fell asleep
Someone talks about a mist
Crawling by the waves of the oceans
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