Ljusalfheim - Therion

Solar glare from Lord Frej

The Shining One

In Ljusalfheim he’s King of elves

High above the rainbow

And in the tarn deep in the wood

You’ll find elves

Follow their light

It’s brighter than the sun

It makes you fly…

In the realm of Alfheim

You never know what you have seen

A pale mirage?

Beauty makes you sunblind

It fills your mind

You fly away and lose your mind

Fly with their wings

They make you feel so free

But you may fall…

Flee from their light

They’ll maybe drag you down

Or make you fly…