Summoning - Land of the Dead - From the album Oath Bound Lyrics: Where Forest stream went through the wood And Silent all the stens there stood Of tall Trees, moveless, hanging Dark With mottled shadows on their bark As faint as deepest sleeper's breath An echo came as cold as death Long are the paths, of Shadow made Where no foot's print is ever laid Refrain No Moon is there, no voice, no sound Of beating heart; a sigh profound Once in each age as each age dies Alone is heard. Far, far it lies The Land of Waiting where the Dead sit, In their thought's shadow, by no moon lit Choir Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the skies Far far away beyond might of day And there lay the land of the Dead of mortal cold decay Summoning - Across the Streaming Tide from the album Oath Bound All rights belong to their respective owners, Napalm Records and Summoning. Please support the band and buy the CD/Vinyl on Napalm Records Store!!! No copyright infringement intended
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