[Verse] Deep in the shadowed Whispering glen A clan of dreamers Away from men They carved their truths in bark and stone A faith to rise Their own alone [Verse 2] Drums like thunder The horns do call A fire-lit council beneath the thrall Their voices weave through the ancient pines A creed of hope in darkened times [Chorus] Pagan But not evil Hear the trees A hymn of faith carried on the breeze They build a light where the dark has grown A forest church Their sacred throne [Verse 3] With branches bound and roots entwined Their whispers spread A new design Not gods of wrath But love and grace A beacon strong in this shadowed place [Bridge] Horns resound A vow they swear To heal the wounds and lift despair Thumping drums The pulse of life Hope reborn from the edge of strife [Chorus] Pagan But not evil Hear the trees A hymn of faith carried on the breeze They build a light where the dark has grown A forest church Their sacred throne
