Píseň: Visions Prelude
Cold wind, sad moonrise Dark clouds in the sky Storm ends the mourning time Howling in the night Visions of the land After the horrid end We build again from the start Holy lenient heart A treasure of the land Torments have brought the end We build again from the start Holy lenient heart Visions come from the sea Oceans bring to me I reach the sand with a kiss Treasures bristling from a bliss
