[Instrumental intro] [Verse 1] I walk this path through ancient lands, To seek the truth with open hands. I search for stones, the tales they hold, Where ancestors’ stories are retold. [Pre-Chorus] I stand at the foot of Zilah’s Fall, Where ancient spirits make their call. [Chorus] I enter the falls, my heart in awe, My spirit trembles at what I saw. Ancestral halls stretch wide and far, I carve this memory to honor our star. [Verse 2] I walk these halls to see what they hold, I find the tome where old tales are told. With this my soul has found its truth, To carve its mark—renewing its youth. [Pre-Chorus] I stand at the foot of Zilah’s Fall, Where ancient spirits make their call. [Chorus] I enter the falls, my heart in awe, My spirit trembles at what I saw. Ancestral halls stretch wide and far, I carve this memory to honor our star. [Bridge] My gaze falls upon the ancient wall, It shows the tale of our ancestors’ fall. I walk with care, my heart in sorrow, Seeking the signs, a path to follow. [Chorus] I enter the falls, my heart in awe, My spirit trembles at what I saw. Ancestral halls stretch wide and far, I carve this memory to honor our star. [Final Chorus] I enter the falls, my heart in awe, My spirit trembles at what I saw. Ancestral halls stretch wide and far, I carve this memory to honor our star. [Instrumental outro]
