Ancient stones in secret sleep
A hidden heart beats beneath the deep
By night the mountain whispers low
Of treasures deep in hidden woe
In search of relics long foregone
I toil at temple bridges grown
Where half-forgotten dynasties
Once paid tolls to ancient skies
Dawn's light falls on icy peaks
As I collect the tolls streams seek
To cross the path to wisdom old
Where legends hide behind the cold
From far-off cities smoke ascends
As merchants pay their fortunes' ends
To reach the said temples few can claim
Where mystic knowledge holds domain
For stories told of treasures rare
Wait in the chambers to unfurl there
Yet iron tolls exact their share
In pursuit of secrets beyond compare
Dawn's light falls on icy peaks
As I collect the tolls streams seek
To cross the path to wisdom old
Where legends hide behind the cold
With every coin and every name
I echo whispers of a bygone reign
Of empires risen, fallen, lost
Yet ancient truths remain the cost
Dawn's light falls on icy peaks
As I collect the tolls that seek
To cross the path to wisdom true
Where legends live eternally anew
Until the sun dips in the west
And dusk descends, the tolls are best
To dream of temples, secrets deep
Where ancient knowledge still can keep.
