- Awakening
To truly understand the essence of antiquity
Learn the lore of the land
Become the atavist
Embark on a journey
Through the aeons of time
Eirich!
- Carved in Stone
When day fades into night
Stars ignite the sky
Illuminating sacred stones
Mysterious carvings glimmer
Revealing archaic prophecies
Ghostly whispers haunt the air
Evoking ancestral wisdom
- Children Of The Mist
We've been searching for answers in a distant place
We've discovered lost wisdom in a long forgotten age
We are heathens re-born
Sons and daughters of valour and lore
We are the haunters of woods, glens, lochs and shores
Our blood runs through the veins of this sacred earth
We are bound to this ancient land
- Farewell
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here.
My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer.
Chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe.
My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go.
Farewell to the mountains, high-cover'd with snow.
Farewell to the straths and green valleys below.
Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods.
- Highland Lament
We are sorrow's children
Torn from Alba's womb
A reflection of fallen martyrs
The lifeblood of this land
We are the mountains of heather
And the desolate moorland below
Aurora and darkness
- Pillars of the Earth
As the ocean swallows the sun
Shadows appear on the horizon
White headed peaks crowned by the dying light
Mark the funeral of day and the birth of the night
I begin my ascent
Towards the pillars of the earth
- Roots
Buried in this soil
Are roots that go deep
Like scars etched in the earth
Ancient wounds, a reminder
Of a distant age
When the heart of the mountain
Pounded in every proud mans chest
Of forgotten oath