Pagans of Our Time

A longing deep within Against the current sends It helps us to rise up New freedom is what it grants Long this path may be Winding and beautiful Long this path may be But we will walk its curves A glance, a song, a soaring spark That carries all that is and was Far from the spells of old fettered worlds We wander and ride because we're unbound Free through the forests we wander wide Ohhhhohhh - for we are the Pagans of our time Led by the spirits and all things that live We arrive, we arise In the wheel of time In seasons, in rounds The earth wreaths her spells Below and above A glance, a song, a soaring spark That carries all that is and was Far from the spells of old fettered worlds We wander and ride because we're unbound Free through the forests we wander wide Ohhhhohhh - for we are the Pagans of our time Far from the spells of old fettered worlds We wander and ride because we're unbound Free through the forests we wander wide Ohhhhohhh - for we are the Pagans of our time