Story Behind the Song
Aceasta piesa s-a nascut intr-o sumbra zi de toamna, sub ochii chitaristului Grim Doom Disciple. Maturizarea ei a avut loc intr-o rece zi de decembrie, in studioul Coprophagia.
Lyrics
O fading town upon an inland hill,
Old shadows linger in thine ancient gate,
Thy robe is grey, thine old heart now is still;
Thy towers silent in the mist await their crumbling end,
While through the storeyed elms
The Gliding Water leaves these inland realms,
And slips between long meadows to the Sea,
Still bearing downward over murmurous falls
One day and then another to the Sea;
And slowly thither many years have gone,
Since first the Elves here built Kortirion.
O climbing town upon thy windy hill
With winding streets, and alleys shady-walled
Where now untamed the peacocks pace in drill
Majestic, sapphirine, and emerald, and emerald;
Where silver falls the rain and gleaming stand
The whispering host of old deep-rooted trees
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