Magna Carta - Ring of Stones lyrics

The painted face of evening shrouds the sleeping day And voices in the twilight murmur low The trees that lean toward the sky shake their weathered bones And timeless magic lingers here among the ring of stones Like circles on the water beneath the rising moon The churchbell tolls the fading notes of time A fallen king of long ago sleeps the years alone And a night wind hums a requiem among the ring of stones And on a stairway to Valhallah its steps of burning gold With a servant of a lifetime at his side with a dagger and a coat of steel to see him on his way, on his way Diana sails her sea of cloud above her silver bowl The spirits of the darkness fill the air And me I'm just a travelling boy many miles from home And they say the Devil walks the road beneath the ring of stones