Black Mountain Cult - Ancient Track

Over the hill, and strained to see
The fields that teased my memory
This tree, that wall - I knew them well
And all the roofs and orchards fell

Familiarly upon my mind
As from a past not far behind
I knew what shadows would be cast
When the late moon came up at last

Of distant spire and roofs would dawn
With ten more upward paces gone
There was no hand to hold me back
That night I found the ancient track

From back of Zaman's Hill, and how
The vale would shine three hours from now
And when the path grew steep and high
And seemed to end against the sky

I had no fear of what might rest
Beyond that silhouetted crest
Straight on I walked, while all the night
Grew pale with phosphorescent light

Of distant spire and roofs would dawn
With ten more upward paces gone
There was no hand to hold me back
That night I found the ancient track

And reached the crest to see outspread
A valley of the lost and dead
And over Zaman's Hill the horn
Of a malignant moon was born

Nor was I now upon the trail
Descending to that long-dead vale
Around was fog - ahead, the spray
Of star-streams in the Milky Way

Of distant spire and roofs would dawn
With ten more upward paces gone
There was no hand to hold me back
That night I found the ancient track

Written by:
Joonas Konki, Katharina Errenst, Martin Errenst, Milka Uusitalo

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