There's a place where the wind seems to speak
Temple of the twelve veils, heed the creed
I am the seer
I am the whisper, you bear the bloodline, the dragon's claim
Emerald signs that mark the cleric, pale sense the codes
That press the vision's veil
You have been haunted
You have been followed
The melody rings
It reveals the chains
Now I'm at the circle of dust
So we go
On the hill, Bagras' castle, the fortress of last breath
And now reborn
Through the silence, hands in ash, is your rite then just begun?
Pinions of dread that just drift aside, routes of settled soul that bend awry
You have been haunted
You have been followed
The melody rings
It reveals the chains
Now I'm at the circle of dust
So we go
On the hill, Bagras' castle, the fortress of last breath
And now reborn
Through the silence, hands in ash, is your rite then just begun?
There's a place where the wind seems to speak
You have been haunted
You have been followed
When the melody rings
You'll reveal all the traces of pain, oh!
So we go
On the hill, Bagras' castle, the fortress of last breath
And now reborn
Through the silence, hands in ash
Has your rite begun?
So we go
On the hill, Bagras' castle, the fortress of last breath
And now reborn
Through the silence, hands in ash, is your rite then just begun?