Avatar - An Ancient Old Tale (In His Own Words) lyrics
[Avatar - An Ancient Old Tale In His Own Words lyrics]
Good evening
Sit down by the fire, I'll tell you a spell
An ancient, old tale of travels through hell
Every past winter told in one storm
The spring just a promise
Still searching it's form
We'll learn far too little
And leave still unwise
Just jesters in tears when
The stone walls arise
We're lost in the dark
Which we know like a friend
A lonely road to the inevitable end
This is a story of how we may fight
One soul's last stand in the
Name of the night
This is a story since ever unheard
Brief glimpses of life and the
Death of a bird
Look to the marshes can you
Hear that faint sound?
Owl lies dying, flat on the ground
The morning still lingers
The whole world lies pale
And the stars watch in silence
They gave their last hail
Owl tries to stand but her
Strength is long gone
As the true queen of dusk
Meets her first dawn
With wings without strength and
Eyes almost blind deep cuts to remind her of
The world left behind
The Emerald Towers took all that she had
Time forgets no one
Takes both joyful and sad
We learn and remember and then we forget
But right before sleep come floods of regret
Owl dreams with eyes open and
She sees her old throne
Between clouds and green mountains
She ruled there alone
With fiery blood raging and longing to fly
She still held the power, the keys to the sky
Now her body is broken and
Her limbs have gone numb
She fears the last silence to
Which all must succumb
With all words almost written
And everything said
She gives a last lamentation
Before she is dead:
Sit down by the fire, I'll tell you a spell
An ancient, old tale of travels through hell
Every past winter told in one storm
The spring just a promise
Still searching it's form
We'll learn far too little
And leave still unwise
Just jesters in tears when
The stone walls arise
We're lost in the dark
Which we know like a friend
A lonely road to the inevitable end
This is a story of how we may fight
One soul's last stand in the
Name of the night
This is a story since ever unheard
Brief glimpses of life and the
Death of a bird
Look to the marshes can you
Hear that faint sound?
Owl lies dying, flat on the ground
The morning still lingers
The whole world lies pale
And the stars watch in silence
They gave their last hail
Owl tries to stand but her
Strength is long gone
As the true queen of dusk
Meets her first dawn
With wings without strength and
Eyes almost blind deep cuts to remind her of
The world left behind
The Emerald Towers took all that she had
Time forgets no one
Takes both joyful and sad
We learn and remember and then we forget
But right before sleep come floods of regret
Owl dreams with eyes open and
She sees her old throne
Between clouds and green mountains
She ruled there alone
With fiery blood raging and longing to fly
She still held the power, the keys to the sky
Now her body is broken and
Her limbs have gone numb
She fears the last silence to
Which all must succumb
With all words almost written
And everything said
She gives a last lamentation
Before she is dead: