Yearning - The Temple Of Sagal lyrics

Look to window and reach the eyes that stare to the sky

The snow falls so softly...

It buries the garden

All prepared for the winter, thou have sowed your seeds

The yearning glance to hills, these thoughts they burn within

They always lead to same, turning the back again

The journey goes on, at night you'll hear a call

And if your eyes could see, you would see the door

That opens sometimes for awhile

As the screams disappear through the night...