WYRD - PALE FOREST lyrics

rate me

Hear the tune from the woodlands

Ghastly, forlorn

Hear the song of the forest

Pale, eternal!

I carve the runes for the spirits to speak

For the ghosts to dance among these trees

I chant the spells for the dead to live

For the souls to soar among the stars

Feel the eyes, staring at you

When you are all alone

Feel the cold, invicible hands

Touching all over you

When the fullmoon reaches it's zenith

Above this pale and cold forest

I enter the circle of bones

I recite the rites, embrace the night

I call forth the ancient spirits

Whom once roared in these woods

Once alive, alive once more