作曲 : Summoning
Where forest stream went through... went through the wood.
And silent all the stems...And silent all the stems there stood.
Of tall trees, moveless, hanging... trees hanging dark.
With mottled shadows on...With mottled shadows on their bark.
No moon is there, no voice, no sound.
Of beating heart; a sigh profound.
Once in each age as each age dies,as each age dies.
Alone is heard. Far, far it lies.
As each age dies!
No moon is there, no voice, no sound.
Of beating heart... A sigh profound.
Once in each age as each age dies,as each age dies.
Alone is heard. Far, far it lies.
As each age dies! dies! dies! ...
As faint as deepest sleeper's...deepest sleeper's breath.
An echo came as cold... An echo came as cold as death.
Long are the paths, of shadow...of shadow made.
Where no foot's print is ever...Where no foot's print is ever laid.
No moon is there, no voice, no sound.
Of beating heart... A sigh profound.
Once in each age as each age dies,as each age dies.
Alone is heard. Far, far it lies.
As each age dies...
No moon is there, no voice, no sound.
Of beating heart... A sigh profound.
Once in each age as each age dies,as each age dies.
Alone is heard. Far, far it lies.
Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high.
Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the skies.
Far far away beyond the might of the day.
And there lay the land of dead of mortal cold decay.
Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high.
Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the skies.
Far far away beyond the might of the day.
And there lay the land of dead of mortal cold decay.
No moon is there, no voice, no sound.
Of beating heart... A sigh profound.
Once in each age as each age dies,as each age dies.
Alone is heard. Far, far it lies.
As each age dies...No moon is there.
No voice, no sound.
Of beating heart... A sigh profound.
Once in each age as each age dies,as each age dies.
Alone is heard. Far, far it lies.
As each age dies! dies! dies! ...(Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high).
...Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the skies.
Far far away beyond the might of the day.
And there lay the land of dead of mortal cold decay...
Dies! dies! dies! ...(Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high).
Far far away beyond the might of the day.
And there lay the land of dead of mortal cold decay...
Dies! dies! dies! ...
Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high.
Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the skies.
Far far away beyond the might of the day.
And there lay the land of dead of mortal cold decay.
Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high.
Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the skies.
Far far away beyond the might of the day.
And there lay the land of dead of mortal cold decay.
Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high.
Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the skies.
Far far away beyond the might of the day.
And there lay the land of dead of mortal cold decay...
Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high.
Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the skies.
Far far away beyond the might of the day... ...