Lyrics Winter's Verge

Winter's Verge

Spring Of Life

I once heard a story, a young boy I was,

About living forever, free like the wolves,

A spring clothed in magic, where no man or beast,

Would suffer life's curse, every living being's dream

The Rivers and mountains, the caves and the swamps

A neverending journey, described in the map,

My dream is a myth, a legend a tale

To find the source, life's secret unveiled.

This secret, this curse, this wonder, this lie,

A truth in the myth, or just in our minds,

Where words like forever, true meanings derive,

The purest of elements, the spring of life

I set out to find it, no matter the cost,

Through forests and valleys, the dangers I crossed,

The darkness was my enemy, the light was my foe

But if the map was not real, this I don't know.

There deep in the forest, a cave was exposed,

The doorway was silver, the walls made of gold,

I walked down the pathway, with chills up my spine,

As there was the fountain, the gem of mankind.

This secret, this curse, this wonder, this lie,

A truth in the myth, or just in our minds,

Where words like forever, true meanings derive,

The purest of elements, the spring of life

Before I would drink, a thought came to mind,

The fountain of blessing, or ash to my eyes,

Surely an honor, but think I did once,

As now at three hundred, this curse I entwine...

This secret, this curse, this wonder, this lie,

A truth in the myth, or just in our minds,

Where words like forever, true meanings derive,

The purest of elements, the spring of life