Songtext von Of Pathless Woods

The sun sinks its way through the evening sky In a crescendo of colour Painting a dying blaze on a canvas green Stretched as far as the eagle's flight Time has no meaning here Far removed from the dealings of men In this untrodden old growth domain Where the paths are none and the ways are of yore Nature's bliss untamed By foreign species' greed There is no need for laws Where mankind does not dwell A maze of root and moss To trap the essence of life What withers will be reborn Rising from the forest floor The winds that came from shores On North-West peaceful waters Bear every spore and seed To fruition beyond the trees Perpetuance of pathless woods Of pathless woods