Language Of The Woods letra

Came the long winter's cold and told it's tale to me
Flew the moonbirds suggesting spells of the gleaming moon
Blew the wind with it's mystifying whispers
Swaying firs compiling secret words
For those with a mind to know

Ancient phares within the treetops
The language of the ages old
Spells never buried, the bard eternal,
The spirit of woodland sings it's wisdom, spreads it's magical might
And luckless lands of north reveal their secret forth

Hin Onde - Letras

• 24th Of September 1155
• Burning The Lake Alue
• Fimbulwinter
• House Of Hel
• Language Of The Woods
• Lores Of The Forgotten Ones
• Onde Estas
• Paganheart
• Songs Of Battle
• Soulswan
• The Rune-Singer's Path
• Through Sinister Landscapes (To The Dale Of The Dead Pt. I)
• Troll And Tom
• Twelve Valiant Men