

Lost in the green of the ancient woods
Tracing the steps where the kingdom stood
A quiet wind is calling out your name
Beneath the stones the magic wakes
With every single breath it takes (ahhhh)
Rise to the light,
hold the blade high
Under the wide and ancient sky Time will return what we lost
in the wild (yeah)
Shadows may fall on the mountain side
But there is a fire we cannot hide
An open path where the heroes go
Through the cycle, through the age Write the ending on the page
Lost in the green...
We find the way home... (ooooh)