Folkearth

Kingdom Of The Shades
[Bonus track] I see the wolves gathered on the hill And the carrion birds that fly Etched against the (witching) moon... I was a string in Apollo's lyre I was the sword in a warrior's hand I was the crown on an emperor's brow I was the seal on a sorcerer's heart... I saw the glory of Atlantis fall—the jeweled spires that would gleam no more... I saw the grandeur that once was Greece—its crumbling walls I now call my home... I see a woman crying on my mound—she has been lover and homeland to me: Alas! I know I will not see her again—the kingdom of the shades is my home... Where the Sidhe play mournful tunes Where the sea is black, without a shore Where meadows are strewn with ash From Letras Mania