Tekster: Elvenking. The Dweller Of Rhymes.

From the branch where he dwells and lies
Nature revealed in cloak of rhymes
A verse, hidden mirror and from the treetop of an oak
He laughed at people down beneath

With his eyes traveling over the scene, so strange
He could mind trace the flow
None of them realize something shared beyond
It's like a lighthouse from the port leading the boats to their quay

Lone but wealthy inside awake by a sudden whisper
A rhyme that slipped through his mind
Stunned by the tunes of the nature born harp
He knows what they ignore the Dweller of Rhymes

All is grist that comes to his mill and all that glitters is not gold
For him, lesson of nature his pockets full of nothing show
Knowledge alone could make him stand
Could make him stand

With his eyes traveling over the scene, so strange
He could mind trace the flow
None of them realize something shared beyond
It's like a lighthouse from the port leading the boats to their quay

Lone but wealthy inside awake by a sudden whisper
A rhyme that slipped through his mind
Stunned by the tunes of the nature born harp
He knows what they ignore the Dweller of Rhymes

Warped inside a whirl of thousand words
Can I compete with what's beyond?
Forced down by the waves made out of my mind
Out of my life, into the mist

Lone but wealthy inside awake by a sudden whisper
A rhyme that slipped through his mind
Stunned by the tunes of the nature born harp
He knows what they ignore the Dweller of Rhymes

Lone but wealthy inside awake by a sudden whisper
A rhyme that slipped through his mind
Stunned by the tunes of the nature born harp
He knows what they ignore the Dweller of Rhymes