I
travel
over
high
mountains
through
deep
valleys
and
forests
Crossing
great
rivers
in
search
of
knowledge
of
the
gods
from
far
beyond
place
and
time
I
hear
a
whispering
wind,
it
tells
me
to
strive
on
through
the
horizon
of
my
thoughts
I
am
the
mindtraveller
my
quest
is
man's
destiny
Teach
me
secret
holy
spells
and
the
wisdom
of
the
elderly
Gazing
into
my
mind
entering
my
soul.
Is
there
not
a
secret
to
unfold.
(Here
I
have
advices
to
be
told)
I
am
the
mindtraveller
seeking
wisdom
of
yore
I
am
the
mindexplorer
striving
to
know
so
much
more
Spirits
of
history
fill
my
soul
with
divine
old
words
I
am
on
the
right
track
out
of
the
haze
I'll
emerge
I
reach
unknown
corners
in
the
back
of
my
mind
Never
been
here
before
still
I
recognise
it
all.
I
hear
the
whispering
voices
clearly
all
around
me,
echoing
in
the
valley
where
magic
intellect
dwells
Finally
I
can
see
the
blind
not
knowing
why
they
exists,
I
hear
laments
of
nature,
where
led
the
path
we
missed?
