Aggression She makes you dance A valkirie seducing the spirits of beyond She communicates, through those rhythms With the spirit of hades So pure, so deep Magic, mystic, let yourself drift to the beyond In the depths of belief So cold, so glacial Magic, mystic, let yourself drift far away In the depths of life Look for the pleasures within yourself It will guide your aura towards a world Where the trees touch so close that they look like they embrace Tribal ceremony So pure, so deep Magic, mystic, let yourself drift to the beyond
In the depths of belief So cold, so glacial Magic, mystic, let yourself drift far away In the depths of life So far, you can't imagine it... So strong I can almost touch it I touch their wives and I touch their gods So far, you can't imagine it... So strong I can almost touch it I touch their wives and I touch their gods You can't understand it Ceremony of a cult, of another century Magic, mystic, witness of celtic legends