Eskhata - The Falcon Spirit

Call of the wild echoing through my head Your hope is not forlorn The journey of a thousand miles must begin with a step into the unknown Leave all behind, hear the inner calling of your spirit within One in a lifetime decision go to the place where the ultimate test waits to begin where the cold rain whips the wrinkled stone Where the moonlight careses the white snow Where the warm sun greets the life newborn Where the eternal bounds will be forever torn! Will I ever find my inner peace I can hear his call To take the leap of faith Into the unknown to dive and maybe fall Standing there, admiring the natures might Now I can finally see, Howling of the wind, the falcon in the sky I am ready, to fly free! where the cold rain whips the wrinkled stone Where the moonlight covers the white snow Where the warm sun greets the life newborn Where the eternal bounds will be forever torn! I have been... where the cold rain whiped the wrinkled stone Where the moonlight covered the white snow Where the warm sun greeted the life newborn Where the eternal bounds with the earth have been forever torn!