For thousand aeons abiding the time so silent and mute the wind murmurs a tale The wise of yore evoked the spirits to see the arcanum but ay they failed A witness of wyverns elfs and sylvan glory a petrified story of ... ancient realms Thy mind of stone a secret that accelerates The tides of time awaken by moonlight when a bard reminds a tale A fresh gale defeats my enchanted mind farewell to my delight but when the moon rises again in my dreams , I will fight Oh can you see the dancing shadows ? the fairy ring right there behind the trees ? close your eyes ...
wyvern, tale, ay, accelerates, sylvan