High upon a hill
Before the shrieking of the wind
I lay my spirit bare
At the feet of untamed things
Amidst the crumbling stone
Where time worn gods
Have lain their hands
I walk the night alone
To claim the magic of this land
When the bright glory comes
I will feast with the shining ones
When the bright glory comes
The screaming hag
That rides the wind
Will rip the soul
Right from your skin
The hollows hills will swallow you
And flay apart your mind
To win the kiss of the gifted ones
We risk our lives on the mountain front
There's some wake mad
And some wake dead
And some will rise with a fire in their head
The fire mountain burns
Thrust up from primordial sea
A thousand glittering pools
Reflect the shape of destiny
The giant sits his chair
To test the seeking soul below
He sees you striving there
To claim which way your fate will go
At the crimson blush of dawn
I will sing my victory song
At the crimson blush of dawn
I'll sing!
The screaming hag
That rides the wind
Will rip the soul
Right from your skin
The hollows hills will swallow you
And flay apart your mind
To win the kiss of the gifted ones
We risk our lives on the mountain front
There's some wake mad
And some wake dead
And some will rise with a fire in their head
And some will rise with fire in their head
