Rain falls from a dark-grey sky
I sense the falcon near
Across the nine worlds he flies
silent voice my call
He seeks my soul

He sinks down to the underworld
And flies into my dream
He lifts me up while I sleep
And carries me away
I slip away

We fly over mountains
Over seas raging wild
I see trees shaken by the storm
And villages in peaceful dormancy

shaman reaches out
To greet the one-eyed man
I see the past, the present and
The future melt to one timeless void

mystic [bad word] to sight
An unknown path ahead
Elves dancing around me
Could this not be an everlasting dream?