They Rode On
(专辑: The Wild Hunt - 2013)
Out of the
dark, into the
light, In the
dawn of terrestrial birth. New-born yet older than time, Conceived in the
depths of the
earth. Though strange lay the
waters from which they emerged, They glanced upon the
world as their own. Yet deep in their hearts they knew all the
time That this was not really their home. So they rode on. Yes, they rode on. On hidden roads, through barren wastelands, Untrodden by both man and beast. From the
distance their fire was gleaming Like a
lamp amidst dark eternity. A
bitter moon hovered above them. The
night lit sole by its glow. From high in a
sky of ominous dye In which dark clouds drifted slow. So they rode on. Yes, they rode on. They rode with shut eyes as the
sun rose. Regardless of earth's vanity. But with wide open eyes, they paced the
night And pondered its mysteries. They sat at the
crossroads with high and with low, Yet neither could alter their course. Riches were offered unto them, Yet indifferent and without remorse They rode on. Yes, they rode on. And each lonely vagrant that crossed their path, Felt how his heart grew cold. Yet be marvelled at their scarred faces, So beautiful, distant and old. Some say they've heard them singing In strange tongues of melancholy; Of the
gods, of the
night, and of glory. Of the
dead, and their memory. So they rode on. Yes, they rode on. Say goodbye to the
light. Come twilight, come dark night. Say goodbye to the
light, Come twilight, come dark night. Could you have rode there with them? Would you have joined their march? Or would you have them ride on? Away into the
dark? Would you have been able to let go? Of illusions of right and of wrong? And if they came to die; Would you have rode on?