"The search for your own path may be long and arduous, and might be the hardest journey of all. As in
reality also in our dreams, we walk uneasy steps along dark and perilous ways, searching for the truth.
But a spark at the end of the pathway appears and the old Willow speaks again, for the last time, and at
last it is now time to crown the new Elvenking!"
Listen o ye my old friend
Hear my songs echoing out through the archways of the elms
On the leaves my bare feet tread
I leave a trace of my existence with my bitterness and aims
Surrounded by a cloak of haze
Lacerating and trying to wound my weary flesh and firm belief
Step by step in this dark maze
I try to find a sign that leads me far away from the relief
All the miles to cover
A little closer to the gale
I face this storm crying out my wail
Through perilous, insidious ways
I walk uneasy steps... I'm led by grief
The soil I tread is crumbling
Like shifting sands is eating me away
It's taking me under, no air to breathe, no blood to bleed
Wake the fury, the cry for mercy
Feel the winter's fire
Back to old days where I can recall
My candid unready desires
Abortion, contention, turned to new life and redemption
Carried away by all that's said and done, I'm a teardrop away
from salvation - from my own liberation
Now the time has come, and my path undone
All the boundaries've been broken, chains are dead and gone
Now the time has come, and I am the one
A reign of renewal, carved in my roots
The king of the elves... is back!
One night I heard the owls say:
"Find the truth beneath the stars and travel back to heaths of green"
A memory from long ago
Vague images are floating like a branch I need to cling to
I have been under siege
But overwhelmed my enemies
I'm still alive, prevail the realm
[Guitar solo: Aydan]
Standing by the oak tree, crooked bones all over me
Knock, knock, hear the clock
The spiders now are stitching up
Standing by the ghost tree, lumpy, knotty old tree
Tic, Toc, Tic, Toc
All my time is running out
I yearn for my release, disheartened bars contrived with hurt
A weave of broken dreams is caging me yet I will run away
*Tear it up, tear it up, tear it up*
[Guitar solo: Raphael]
The light of a new day is born
Caressing with its morning breeze
Crimson winds are gone with dawn
With every memory to seize
Stand and hail the sovereign
Dethroned, banished in slavery
Acclaim and revere the new King
Crowned with just own reverie,
Our dream and fantasy
[Acoustic solo: Aydan]
Dreaming away
Find another way to live and
Find another dawn and another place
Dreaming away
Try to be strong within and
Find another path and another road
Dreaming away
Give relief to the scars of yesterday
Washing away
All the blames you have already paid for...
Now the time has come, and I sing my song
...of a small boy chasing daydreams, reaching high above
Now the time has come, and I am the one
The passionate heartbeat and my soul ablaze
I have been crowned...
Abduction, subversion, deep inside, a wild commotion
No more at war with all that's said and done, I have finally
conquered salvation - and my own liberation
Now the time has come, and my path undone...
With tears in my eyes, I now follow my heritage
I have been crowned the new Elvenking
