Across the fields and to the sea
Where magic flows in ancient rings
Find a way to follow me
Called upon some distant shore
Sing your dream to me once more
Over the hills and to the land
To the place where time stands
Forgotten is the race before
Through the flames and plains of war
A far off place to the East
Where magic resides in ancient stones
The Druids lived there once before
Forgotten is the race that no one knows
A circular tomb on ancient ground
The place where magic still surrounds
Caught upon the distant sea
The place where dreams come alive
Find a way to follow me
To the place where strength survives
