Из альбома: In Times Before The Light
Where the wind blew my soul
Through dark and dim moonbeams
Through landscapes forged by time
And enormous gloomy forces
Where the wolves howl my sorrow
Through forest and forgotten valleys
Towards the darkest my journey rode
Towards the darkest... towards the great
This is the night of the blackwinds
Where many a frozen soul finds way
And the sky is a dark as coal
In this endless bitter night
This is the night of the lonely winds
Here the light no longer guards
And the darkest one sits high on his throne
In this endless bitter night