Golden Times (Cruadalach)

Listen, sons, I’ll tell you everything about forgotten names of Atlantean kings Ride to the East and mourn the West Both one root of our kind When you look for bonds of universe Best look in your heart! Listen, sons, I’ll tell you everything about forgotten names of Atlantean kings, blood of Avalon and past in your veins! You’ll see us! Drowning in sunbath of the young ages when spirits were alive When trees were whispering about creatures hidden in mountain’s heart It’s in breath of the breeze, it’s in memory of trees There’s lot to learn before you can hear eternal mysteries On Golden Times! On Golden Times! Walk through the fire till you see shores of misty isle of gods Where deads come alive, rest upon stars and get ready for next dawn It’s core of the time, it’s principle of blood Watch how they dance and maybe you find out you are one of us Fire means that you can always light the stars Air stands for - for the freedom of your beating heart! Water means that bright times always come again Earth stands for - future of your kind Fire means that you can always light the stars Air stands for - for the freedom of your beating, beating heart! Beating heart! Listen, sons, I’ll tell you everything about forgotten names of Atlantean kings, blood of Avalon and past in your veins! Fire means that you can always light the stars Air stands for - for the freedom of your beating heart! Water means that bright times always come again Earth stands for - future of your kind Best look in your heart on Golden Times!