Now open your ears and shake up your mind
Long we have travelled to stage our finds
Share our creations, steadily brewed
In the darkest of days and lives bracing dew
Of hatred we sing, of love and to death
Of blooming spring blossom and winters breath
Follow the lead of our fourth octave flute
So stop all pretending and join in the toot
All sadness shall bow to our joyous chants
Enlighten the hearts of those grim and mad
Eternal whispers of long foregone times
Are ringing out loud present days chimes
Forth with full power, hear our force!
Feel the air burn, hear our cords going hoarse!
Hear the wrong chord as a string firmly snaps
We've got no time left to collect empty hats
All sadness shall bow to our joyous chants
Enlighten the hearts of those grim and mad
Eternal whispers of long foregone times
Are ringing out loud present days chimes
When the hour kicks in, just turn on the lights
When the music is over, you'll see in all might
What fates have now come down to all those poor souls
Ragged and twisted, was this all their goal?
All sadness shall bow to our joyous chants
Enlighten the hearts of those grim and mad
Eternal whispers of long foregone times
Are ringing out loud present days chimes
Take on thee journeys
Bother not if thou can't
Just troll along the minstrel's chant