Muinaiset

A trail dimly familiar takes the lost ones along
Fallen trees lead the steps to the forest’s edge
The song of the ancient forces still echoes here
Reflected in their tears: a starless night which has seen the end
The rotting leaves on the ground surely remember
Perhaps they heard the harbingers of doom riding past
Far from war and hunger
Far from the world which was set ablaze
Here we must remain, we are so few
To trust the gods, perhaps for another moment we’ll survive
Beneath the stubs we’ll make our beds, with foliage as our blankets
No need to fear the flowing water
No ash pouring down from the sky here
If unfamiliar with yourself in the darkness
You will not know what you hear in the silence
From mouth to mouth the ancient wisdom’s travel
Words dating from years before our birth
We knew it all, yet lacked understanding
As we are gazed at by a thousand eyes
Towards them our heads turn
Meet the Ancient Ones!
The Ancient Power which tears down the creations of man
And is itself reborn
As heaven opens and drenches the land
Every tree is rooted in stone
Thus the walls of the fortress fall
The walls of hatred splintered like glass
Rusting machines from a time gone by
Ships remain at the bottom, forgotten
And all our traces washed in clean water
Thousands of years wiped away in a flash
Holy writings return to the ground
Meet the Ancient Ones!
Meet the new World!