Eclipsing seasons from Mystical by Ancient Forest

walking In the twilight of autumn’s embrace,
Leaves fall like whispers, a crimson cascade,
The forest sighs, a breath of frost,
Nature’s might, in silence, lost.

Eclipsing seasons, shadows grow,
From autumns fire to winter’s snow,
A symphony of cold and night,
Nature’s power, pure and bright.

Winds howl through barren trees,
A prelude to winter’s freeze,
Rivers slow, their voices hushed,
Under ice, their spirits crushed.

Mountains stand, eternal and grand,
Witnesses to the changing land,
Stars above, in icy skies,
Reflect the earth’s silent cries.

Eclipsing seasons, shadows grow,
From autumn’s fire to winter’s snow,
A symphony of cold and night,
Nature’s power, pure and bright.

In the heart of winter’s reign,
Autumn’s memory will remain,
A cycle endless, fierce and wild,
Nature’s might, forever styled.

• Metal
• Power Metal
• Symphonic Power Metal
• heavy metal
• Gothenburg