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