Sacrament of Wilderness

Naked in midwinter magic

Lies an angel in the snow

The frozen ficure crossed by tracks of wolves

An encounter, symbolic, yet truthfull

With a hungry choir of woods

An agreement immemorial to be born

Dulcet elvenharps from a dryad forest

Accompany all charming tunes

Of a sacrament by a campfire

A promise between the tameless

And the one with a tool

Tonight the journey from the cave begins

I want to hunt with the tameless world

I want to learn the wisdom of mountains afar

We will honor the angel in the snow

We will make the streams for allour children flow

Wrapped in furs beneath the nothern lights

From my cave I watch the land untamed

And wonder is some becoming season

Will make the angel melt in shame

I want to hunt with the tameless world

I want to learn the wisdom of mountains afar

I want to hunt with the tameless world

I want to learn the wisdom of mountains afar

We will honor the angel in the snow

We will make the streams for all our children flow