The mountains and forests is his fortress

The primeval starfilled nightsky his roof

He is the king of the forgotten realm

Ruling with a power unknown

The mightiest of elvenkings

Who dwells in the lands far away

Far away where the rainbow ends

And ancient gods still are hailed

A face torn by time

His cloak old and grey

Leading his people with the greatest wisdom

Learned from the old days until today

He is the king of the distant forest

He is the king of the distant forest

The tales we are told

Is their only known reality

They have lived in solitude and will do so

For all of eternity