Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Therion
Performer
Christofer Johnsson
Electric Guitar
Thomas Vikström
Lead Vocals
Christian Vidal
Electric Guitar
Nalle Påhlsson
Electric Bass Guitar
Snowy Shaw
Drums
Lori Lewis
Lead Vocals
Fabio Amurri
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christofer Johnsson
Songwriter
Per Albinsson
Lyrics
Thomas Vikström
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christofer Johnsson
Producer
Erik Mårtensson
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Weaving threads at dawn is the silence around
With the golden light, morning and harmony comes
The singing wind seeks Pan, awakening him
Rays from his eyes will guide the sun to find everything
Upon the dewy grass (deep inside the forest)
Alone he will pass (there are poems that no one is able to find)
Breathing the colours and let them ascend to the sky
Upon the dewy grass (deep inside the forest)
Alone he will pass (there are poems that no one is able to find)
From the god of the leafy green (in grief I roam the forest, in grief I roam the forest...)
Now hear an unsung Lament (in grief I roam the forest, in grief I roam the forest...)
What he has told the trees at night (I will preserve the secret, I will preserve the secret...)
Morning born he will not tell (I will preserve the secret, I will preserve the secret...)
La, la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la, la, la-la-la-la-la
Arcadia praise its mountain for him
La, la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la, la, la-la-la-la-la
Arcadia praise its mountain for him
Echoes call (remember, remember) from the battle of Typhon and Zeus, raging within
They are drawn to the surface rising (Ah! Remember, what is your fate? Remember)
To the glance (remember, remember) to form a view of his own eternity
Lord of the wild, shepherds and nature unbound
Joining the nymphs as spring seduces winter to pass
Pointing horns of goat, see them gracing his head
Feel the infernal fury of beast and of man
Lord of the wild, shepherds and nature unbound
Joining the nymphs as spring seduces winter to pass
Goddess of the moon, Selene, shines to once again attract him
All fertility concealed inside brings fire to ash
(Tell me, can you see me by the moonlight, I am yours)
In peace for a moment, he is caressing the sky
And the flute made in honour of his beloved Syrinx
He closes both his eyes
Puts down his flute in silence, hearing her voice call unto him
Walking in solitude eternal and divine
For to venture on alone destined you are
Pictures of yesterday, no memories
Chase the singing wind tomorrow and another age will trace the sun
Pan hear me!
I hear you but tell me now
When stars begin to falter, where am I as I am not here?
Reborn to the human soul
Writer(s): Christofer Johnsson, Thomas Vikström
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