A Distant Flame Before The Sun Lyrics by Summoning
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I sit beside the fire and think
Of how the world will be
When winter comes without a spring
That I shall ever see

I sit beside the fire and think
Of people long ago
And people who will see a world
that I shall never know

I sit beside the fire and think
Of older times that were before
I listen for returning feet
And voices at my door

On high above the mists I came
A distant flame before the sun
A wonder ere the waking dawn
Where grey the nordlands waters run
In elder days and years of yore

"Now behold the awful price of treason!"
I sit beside the fire and think   Of how the world will be   When winter comes without a spring   That I shall ever see      I sit beside the fire and think   Of people long ago   And people who will see a world   that I shall never know      I sit beside the fire and think   Of older times that were before   I listen for returning feet   And voices at my door      On high above the mists I came   A distant flame before the sun   A wonder ere the waking dawn   Where grey the nordlands waters run   In elder days and years of yore      "Now behold the awful price of treason!"