On the hillside distant Diademed by clouds On a throne of woodland Which the mist enshrouds Lucid tower high By the starry roof Thou art always nigh Even far aloof And when darkness falls Into the deep of night The moon clads those old walls In silver paint of light This eternal site Proudly there upholds Olden sanguine might Secret lore unfolds ♪ Deep down in the dungeons Where dust dances in faint rays Of forlorn lights gone astray Deep down in these ruins Water drops from mossy stone A green shimmer on the wet grey ♪ Forgotten tales arising From the ancient ground When the pines are luring Into myth abound Lucid tower high By the starry roof Thou art always nigh Never far aloof