Suidakra - Hall Of Tales

There's darkness everywhere in the hall of time
But a low glowing fire shines on lonly silhouettes
Nigh colums of chilliads with runes of fate
Scalds , bards and minstrels stare into the flames

Their lonly voices soar into the silence
Like a glint into the feeble light
Some runes start to shine in silvery letters
Forgotten stories of ruins and ne`er ending blight:

Far away from now in sunken times
A fair young maiden followed the wind
A will - o`- the - wisp led her astray
Into a vale of bleakness and grief
Thousands of men - struck the marching tune
So they died and she greets seeding tears
And waiting for harvest
Far away from now in sunken times
A travelling lad followed an old path
His thoughts stray constantly to the sky
Where elfs and wyverns fly
His colleen by his side with so bright eyes
Shillelagh won`t ever fly again

Far away from now in sunken times
An old bard sung with the wind
The trees on an old path told him
Of a place his thoughts still long for
A hall of ancient wisdom and lore
In the eclipse of abandoned time:

There`s darkness ...