1. MOUNTAIN'S SUNRISE (DEMO VERSION)

Through oak leaves the sun did shine
I watched as the hillside awoke that winters day
The snowy peak before my eyes
Glistened in the morning snow and sent me on my way

Between oak and yew the giants chair sat
The forests trees guarding the once remembered king
Before my eyes I began to see
The guardian trees moving beneath the mountains wind

Come with me and I'll show you the way to the mountain's top
Come with me and I'll show you the way to the giant's chair


2. BROKEN SWORD (DEMO VERSION)

I've seen you long before, long before this age began
In times forgotten by all, a relic of the dark sun
Destroyer of worlds, bringer of death
And creator of life
A path misunderstood
Killing in the dark of the night

You were left to die on the hill that night
This would be his last mistake
Revenge now is your quest
To find them now, his life to take

Sitting in the corner, so alone
You reach for your broken sword
Your eyes glaze with no trace of fear
Just a matter of time before dawn

When the morning breaks you'll have your revenge
The gulls circling up on high
Tell you now the hour has come
Sorrow fills your heart, you'll surely die

Sitting in the corner, so alone
You reach for your broken sword
Your eyes glaze with no trace of fear
Just a matter of time before dawn

One day I'll sit beside you
In the distant halls of kings
Until that day you will always be mine
Until I die


3. WHERE FIRES LIGHT THE WOODLANDS (DEMO VERSION)

Beneath the shade of the trees and the moon
High in the sky where shadows hide
Around the stones we sit where once before
We had sat beside
The fires warmth we hear the trees
Whisper their secrets to us

Cold now nears as the crackle of the flames grows strong

Beneath the shade of the trees and the sun
Rising in the morning sky above
The wind through the leaves
Stirs us from thought
As we recall our nightly feast
Where we had drank with old friends
Only where fires light the woods


4. MOUNTAIN'S FAREWELL (DEMO VERSION)

A journey too long, far from home
To have walked with the Grey King and amoungst the giants of old
I once felt your touch and drank in your name
Now but a part of my mortal memory

Farewell, farewell to the grey folk that dwell
In the blackened mists of the mountain's chair
Farewell, farewell to the last of the gods,
From the realm of Brenhin Llwyd

Farewell to this old oak
Your branches all twisted and torn
Farewell to the grey mountain
Your fame now fades before my eyes