Lyric discussion by Vale of Butterflies 

Who knows what the first paragraph means?

@Vale of Butterflies It's welsh: "The sound of the fog, the mossy forest, the granite, the cemetery of trees, and the drowning, a form of my life's tapestry"

@Vale of Butterflies Over two year late, but I hope you see the reply. Found this translation online from Welsh to English:

Sound of the mist smell of the mossy forest under trees and moon I weave my wings to life's tapestry.

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