Golden Times

Listen, sons, I’ll tell you everything

about forgotten names of Atlantean kings

Ride to the East and mourn the West

Both one root of our kind

When you look for bonds of universe

Best look in your heart!

Listen, sons, I’ll tell you everything about forgotten names

of Atlantean kings, blood of Avalon and past in your veins!

You’ll see us!

Drowning in sunbath of the young ages when spirits were alive

When trees were whispering about creatures hidden in mountain’s heart

It’s in breath of the breeze, it’s in memory of trees

There’s lot to learn before you can hear eternal mysteries

On Golden Times! On Golden Times!

Walk through the fire till you see shores of misty isle of gods

Where deads come alive, rest upon stars and get ready for next dawn

It’s core of the time, it’s principle of blood

Watch how they dance and maybe you find out you are one of us

Fire means that you can always light the stars

Air stands for - for the freedom of your beating heart!

Water means that bright times always come again

Earth stands for - future of your kind

Fire means that you can always light the stars

Air stands for - for the freedom of your beating, beating heart!

Beating heart!

Listen, sons, I’ll tell you everything about forgotten names

of Atlantean kings, blood of Avalon and past in your veins!

Fire means that you can always light the stars

Air stands for - for the freedom of your beating heart!

Water means that bright times always come again

Earth stands for - future of your kind

Best look in your heart on Golden Times!