Longing For The Woods - Part Iii: Herne's Prophecy Lyrics - Singles - Wuthering Heights

I met the old man 

In the dephts of the woods 

He said: i'll show thee a bit of the future 

If perchance thou wilt listen 

[THE WANDERER:] 

"The journey it has been so long 

Is it the end that we feel drawing nearer 

Though we keep learning more 

Nothing sseems to get any clearer" 

[THE HUNTER:] 

"Man he must search his heart 

Though he will not like waht he findeth 

I can tell him no truth 

That he doth not already know" 

"Turn the ghostship around 

Climb back into the cradle 

At least to die in dignity 

Surrender now or be brought home in chains 

The Motherspirit will conquer all 

With or without thee the kingdom shall fall" 

[THE WANDERER:] 

"Can it be done, can the Gods be awoken 

Can we rewrite the tale, is the cradle not broken" 

[THE HUNTER:] 

"Not all the future is equally clear 

IF may be the end that you feel drawing near 

Search in your hearts 

If they still hold the truth 

The voice from the past is the future 

The longing for the woods" 

And the old man, lord of the hunters of old 

Disappeared in the depths of the woods 

Left me with a strange sensation 

That maybe one day 

Maybe one day 

The wind calls 

A storm from the past 

Night falls 

And we are longing for the woods