Mythopoeia - The Golden Leaf Of Oak lyrics
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Tracks 01. Old Men Of Desert
02. Templars Bring Art of Fire From Orient 03. Inflammation Of Inner Fire 04. Body Of Forest In The Mirror Of Desert 05. King's Entering Into A Temple 06. My Journey To The Stars 07. The Red Mercurius In The Oaken Wood 08. The End Of The Way To The Golden Oak 09. Crossing By Dragon 01. Old Men Of Desert
Ravens are circling in middle of head
Stones of desert are crushing a solitude Old stem is oscillating in distance Blowing traces is derecting at a place Blowing wind is changing face of the days White river rests in silence Stones belong to tumulus of tommorows Hiding place of meditation is dilating the swell Visions of wise ones are drowning tears Falling dew in the hairs of oldmen Reminders of life are circling in middle Light of fires on the way of hearing Touches are streaming from the interior of cavities Gods is opening brow of dawn Roar is dying down in the echo of horns Palms are puting together by desire of flaming 02. Templars Bring Art of Fire From Orient
Traces of camel hoofs
Turban, bent sword and sand Glory, honour and wisdom Commercial way leads to west Traces of horse hoofs Helmet, straight sword and cross Glory, honour and victory War way leads to east Crossed swords, templar forts Blood on sand, broken standarts Erratic knights are confused in hearts On wings of vultures (their) suffering is circling Bloody harness and pain of wounds Joyful feeling from shout of seagulls Fire in hearts on dromonds of freedom Hearty arm of Old continent White field and red cross Silver moon is dancing in fire Pain of wounds is changing into wisdom In arm of Old continent 03. Inflammation Of Inner Fire
Fire!
Spark in my hands in spirals is giving birth to fire Warmth of time is flying through the space is shattering cold wall In the sign of fiery man, coil of Sun is rushing sky Mighty power of flame EO invokes the dragon to fly Fire of power, fire of passion, fire of wisdom, fire of body 04. Body Of Forest In The Mirror Of Desert
Volant attire in the tops of breeding places
Raven's bill in the hollow of roots Feathers of young ones lost in thorn Look hears entrails of body Rotten carcass in hungry pool Damp ground entices males Seeds are dancing from the top of stem Breath of sun is sucked up by nostrils Ron poloh tahu ruky hatasdu Chamlat sobci v dune reky V poli vardan znaky neleti Pachorud zarazi, naluba nori 05. King's Entering Into A Temple
King's entering into a temple of vibrations
Fire of passion puts together bodies Ancient power will lights up heart One word is a spring of the fusion King's entring into a temple of flowers He's looking on circling feelings in bodies Serpent's wings are rising up Grooved sculpture invocates mixing King's entering into a temple of light Burning peaks will come into flowers in waves Golden rain is taking to the height Sheding arrows are flooding spaces King's walking out from a temple knowledge Words veiled into the truth Stream of silence is whirling into changes Shores of trance dance into joy 06. My Journey To The Stars
This is my journey to the stars
On a hill I stand In the gate to the sky, To the golden Sun, to the silver Moon. On angelic wings with time I fly. On a hill I stand, this is my journey to the stars. Among the stars I fly. Constellation of the deads is red. I dream in the space of cosmic nymphs. On a hill I stand, this is my mystic journey to the stars 07. The Red Mercurius In The Oaken Wood
Look at the roots of the old hollow oak as they are changing into dung
The light reviving sounds in the body Heaven's shape of Orion, his flaming Conceit walksin the golden rays of Sun Cheerful are beings from the cross Flaming sigh the body miracle A Great dipper takes up its wings Open spells escapes there Circling stones melt in vibrations Look at the roots of the old hollow oak as they are changing into dung Look at green leaves that are changing into golden ones when both snakes bit into tails Raise your head and you'll see the child is flying with golden wings 08. The End Of The Way To The Golden Oak
Rude jiskry vzletaji z knihy chveni, rozzaruji poznani
Sevelici ticho myslenek davne moudrosti Vzdalene dmuti horicich kraju Chvile prolnuti roztira zastrene, zastrene tiche svitani Trny zivota ochrani promeny krouzicich havranu pouste List zlata prorazi zed 09. Crossing By Dragon
Crossing of shadow, knowledge of lost ones
Spring of gripping is crushing the journey Key of poisons in the stones of curse Claw is twirling peak of action in the future Boiling of symbol will flood inflammation Skin of dragons spat by honeycomb Red worm tangles the lights of tempting Soalr temple in darkness of bones Scattering is swallowing the false sway Rods are flying in the glare of gullet Tongue waves bodies of the cross Lame recoil is flying up to cringe Tiredness of ways is dissolving the prison Sbloom heads are fusing kneading of rotteness Horror of hammer is torturing the holiness Starhall is fleeting through the labyrinth |