Amorphis - The Bee

A fire in the sky Ablaze the spark beyond the stars Its gleaming wings will cut their way Through the silent paths of space Planets whirl, suns are lit Mountains fly, stars are dimmed Its golden sabres tear through time [Bridge 1] In the night of the river of death Fly the silent prince electors On the banks of Tuonela Bleach the skeletons of kings Their skulls of sugar sickly sweet Their bones piled up on the shore On bed of mottled rocks Amid flowers cold as ice Pray the weak, the old, the poor And when the tiny one from heaven comes Crawls inside the chosen skull And when the tiny one it summons the others To crawl inside the chosen skull