in the land of Hiel in fho!

In the land of Hiel in fho!

Na nara nana, fire dancing across the sky, tumbling chaos whining towards the night, shadows spoken, in a ethereal form, clouds of entombed wisdom fall apart, in the land of hero’s, in the land of snow, in oddity of pure vanity, where eagles dare to step aside at the cosmic boundaries of time, feel the reapers breath, feel the frost bite, feel the shiver in your soul, and cry, lo for a new down, where the dreams, and the fallen, melt theirs spirits, wild and free, Na nara nana.

The jaw jammed at the mariners face, the words stuck, in his old tricky, softy mind, the world, stopped, and his eyes gazed, like a and old tricky, softy storm, in the land, of Hiel in fho!

Lo mariner so creep and old, Lo mariner dance you fool, why to wait, until maelstrom strike, took your craft, and come back with god, don’t dare to fall to the abyss, in the land of Hiel in fho!

Wicked eyes, hardened thoughts, and a flicker light that don’t dare come, is the place of Hiel in fho!

Have this time you fallen, my, old fool tricky, mariners cohort, mayest your hearth, and your soul, respite in the land of eyes, where the nameless shadows, will companying you, till the end of thy lord kingdom.

Now a song will be played, towards, a raging ocean pale, old fool mariners, while cry to thy friend, that refuse the sky, resting in thy abyss, where the flicker eyes gather to astray.