Dust Of Centuries Lyrics
continents in search for remains of ancient / medieval civilisations. My eyesfinally witnessed the beauty I learned through historical works during mychildhood. As far as I am concerned, true happiness can be achieved whiledwelling through what is left of these empires buried by time and dust. Theultimate voyage unfortunately I will never experience : a travel back in time.Everyone is a child of his /her own time but still this does not prevent me fromdreaming..."Like a forgotten paradiseAs if refused by father timeMy land can be foundUnder a clouded grey skyWalking the eternal landscapesAs painted by our Flemish mastersI hear the musicCreated centuries agoI listen to the northwindLosing myself in childlike dreamsWatch the eternal rivers flow, they flowMaybe they understandMy already lost questFor no one can travelTravel back in timeFor no one can travelTravel back in timeLike a forgotten paradiseA dream of perfect blissDust of centuriesYet I can touch the citiesBuild by my forefathersYet I see the bannersOf long forgotten prideAnd watch the eternal rivers flowLike a forgotten paradiseAs if refused by father timeMy land can be foundUnder a clouded grey skyWalking the eternal landscapesAs painted by our mastersI hear the musicCreated centuries agoI want to see a bright blue skyOr feel the rain of our darkest cloudsWant to smell flowers now long witheredWitness the people now long buriedWish to dwell in places forever lostCastles buried by time time and dustHold a bride so pale and pureHear the stories of friendsI never knewLost in timeLost in timeYet I can touch the citiesBuild by my forefathersYet I see the bannersOf long forgotten prideWalking the eternal LandscapesAs painted by our mastersI hear the musicCreated centuries agoLost in time
Danse Macabre Dust Of Centuries
