Lyrics:
Mists

me, Nevermore thy hills I'll see. Evermore my heart will be. Lost in the mists of Islay. Aha?¦.Lost in the mists of Islay Lost in the mists of Islay

home To the mists of down below I'll be flying come September day With no borders in my way You'll find me home until the May sun burns The heavy mists

Sadly, I depart To a land too profound To be discouvered By mankind Engendered out of images Fed by broken hope I fly... my wings carried By the breath

...and many a moon shall rise... ...and lead me into the cold embrace of the night Here we drown in our grief, drown in an absence of light. Here is no

[Lyrics : David DeFeis, Music: David DeFeis - Edward Pursino] There's A Place Of Gold Not Far Away It's Across The Sky, Land Of Mist And Ice I Will Come

see. Evermore my heart will be. Lost in the mists of Islay. Ah?.Lost in the mists of Islay Lost in the mists of Islay Lost in the mists of Islay

..and many a moon shall rise... ..and lead me into the cold embrace of the night Here we drown in our grief, drown in an absence of light. Here is no

Translation: Sagoth, Ball. Journey To The Isle Of Mists.

Translation: Begodden Mists. Short Lived.