Enigma - Amorphis

On his trail the stones they grew

He was lead astray

Forces strange he had to face

Magic unseen

When he asked, he was not answered

But he would not yield

What he asked for was not given

A shape to his dream

To a whirling mass of water

Mountains of high

His desire he spoke out

To claim his due

A shadow moved in Louhi’s mirror

The fairest maid of them all

Restless mind found her to his liking

But the queen wanted more

Louhi spoke in riddled tones

Of three things to achieve

Find and catch the devil’s moose

And bring it here to me

Louhi spoke in riddled tones

Of three things to achieve

Find and catch the devil’s moose

And bring it here to me

Seize the stallion born of fire

Harness the flaming horse

He captured and bound the moose

He tamed the golden horse

Still remained the one final test

Hunt the bird from the stream of death

Still remained the one final test

Hunt the bird from the stream of death