Where the wind blows over the mountaintops into the ancient sky  And the flowers whither in the shadows of an autumn night  Misty fog arises from the valleys and hides the face of the moon  Underneath the ground lies a forgotten wisdom deep entombed  As long as ravens ride the nights   The path beyond was locked behind the gates of consciousness - the mirror of the soul  As long as the spirit of the earth takes seat between the spheres  Time is passing by the mist, is creeping through the deserted land   And all the forests throw their leaves into the growing realm of sand  A whispered cry which told the tale of earth is hurt from above  It drowns the night into bright light and breeds a paradise beyond  Unleashing the key to the gates of consciousness  And the wind unveils the hidden treasure from the soil  A sweet melancholy fills the plain with a lovely sound   Take my hand I'll show you heaven  And walk the path beyond with me  Together we will stand the night and flee from the void