From the recording The Blue Trail Chronicles III - Ruins Beneath the Sky
Lyrics
We started on the trail, a journey unforeseen,
Climbing high through Mátra, where the stories lean.
Sirok's castle whispered of the days long past,
With every step, the memories built to last.
A journey cut short in the autumn air,
With ancient stones, we found solace there.
A journey cut short in the autumn air,
With ancient stones, we found solace there.