Immrama

Between the fissures in the surfaceBeyond its cracks and flawsBetween these hollows hides the lightA realm's to regainSo try to walk between the worldsThe gates will be revealedBy oak and ash and thorn we'll meetAnd your journey's just begunDown, down the treeInto the hollow hillsDown, down we're passing the gateOf AnnwnBeyond the creak of all your thinkingBetween its hiss and moanBeyond these whispers shines the silenceA world's to retainSo may the old ones bless your voyageTo the centre of it allYour quest for calm when will it endIt's time for coming homeBetween the cracks and flawsBetween all moans and hissesBlessed are the sacred waysBlessed are the sacred sidhe