Sacrament Of Wilderness Lyrics

Naked, in midwinter magic,
lies an angel in the snow.
The frozen figure
crossed by tracks of wolves.

An encounter symbolic, yet truthful,
with a hungry choir of wolves.
An agreement immemorial to be born.

Dulcet elvenharps from a dryad forest.
Accompany wall the charming tunes
of a sacrament by a campfire.

A promise between the tameless
and the one with a tool.
Tonight the journey
from a cave begins.

I want to hunt
with the tameless heart.
I want to learn
the wisdom of mountains afar.

We will honor
the angel in the snow.
We will make the streams
for our children flow.

Wrapped in furs beneath
the northern lights.
From my cave I watch
the land untamed.

And wonder if some
becoming season
will make the angel
melt in shame.

I want to hunt
with the tameless heart.
I want to learn
the wisdom of mountains afar.

I want to hunt
with the tameless heart.
I want to learn
the wisdom of mountains afar.


We will honor
the angel in the snow.
We will make the streams
for our children flow.