Echoes from the Past Lyrics


Echoes from the past rumbling on the stones of a cave wrapped in magic

Grim prehistoric paintings shaped by the fingers of an ancient shaman

In the darkest corner of the cavern

The flame of a torch reflects in the shadows the dance of the spirits

Terrifying figures

Embodied in the cracks

Feel the ritual

Echoes of primitive man

Drawings of painted hands

Worship of sinister beings

Bison, deer, bull man

Fetus heads praying

Conversations with the afterlife

Beast bodies human faces

Arcane ghosts will remain

Hidden in the eternal flint

Through the centuries

Terrifying figures

Embodied in the cracks

Feel the echoes, feel the call

Feel the ritual

Echoes of primitive

Call of primitive man