The Sleeper - Beastwars

White ships of light

Across the cold bay

Wraith upon the throne

In the state of sleep

But you hear it in the trees

And the birds scream

The land is old

Some say scarred

Let the souls awaken

Let them raise up like mountains

Let them become like rocks

Falling over the cliff

But you hear it in the trees

And the birds screaming

Let them become like mountains

Let the rocks fall the earth

To awaken the sea

To call the land

Let the soul awaken

Let them raise the mountains

Let the rock call you

Awake from your nightmare

Oh, the children scream

Oh, the land is old

Scarred