Through milleniums of winter so waste

I have passed eras to following time

I have faced the force of the nocturnal course

Where the winter comes resounding



On the plains of the earthly wisdom

I have walked the silence yet furious fields

Seen the children of the cold

The elder and the bold

Burning by belief, yearning by deceit



Behind each embracing creature

I saw thousand fighting beasts

I saw the furious black colours

Like the jaws of a bloody feast



At the end of mans wisdom

I saw passion fly so terrible high

I heard sorrow groan

At the end which I found

Where live convulse resound



I came from a distance in time

From the hill where the sun for the first time came through

I followed every wind to every spot it blew

I rove the eternity of time, the history of existence