Say hello to the past An Ancient Tree is now in Bloom The Music Echos across the Land Ancestors Dance Hand in Hand They are the Mountains,the Rivers that Flow to the Seas They are the Thunder & Cold Winter Breeze The Embers That Float Into The Skyfire The Green Cathedral Swansong and its holy Choir Hail to the Throne of the Righteous Fabric of a time now lost Between the Damned & The Thrones of Greed Dead Valleys that once Grew Seed Fragile Roots of a Dying Culture Grow Beneath the Feet of Vultures Listen to the Heartbeat of the Earth Ashes Now Fall onto The Hearth Ivy Now Weaves From Below Ancient Pyres Begin To Glow