She makes you dance  A valkirie seducing the spirits of beyond  She communicates, through those rhythms  With the spirit of hades    So pure, so deep  Magic, mystic, let yourself drift to the beyond  In the depths of belief  So cold, so glacial  Magic, mystic, let yourself drift far away  In the depths of life    Look for the pleasures within yourself  It will guide your aura towards a world  Where the trees touch so close that they look like they embrace  Tribal ceremony    So pure, so deep  Magic, mystic, let yourself drift to the beyond  In the depths of belief  So cold, so glacial  Magic, mystic, let yourself drift far away  In the depths of life    So far, you can't imagine it...  So strong I can almost touch it  I touch their wives and I touch their gods  So far, you can't imagine it...  So strong I can almost touch it  I touch their wives and I touch their gods    You can't understand it  Ceremony of a cult, of another century  Magic, mystic, witness of celtic legends