Из альбома: In Times Before The Light
Through the gloomy marshes
Of Norselands ancient soil
Below mw withering blizzard
has melted with the snow
"My tears no longer turned frost
My eyes they gleam no more
Triumphant pride forever lost
King winter... where is thy cold?"
"Many a winters night I have longed
In solitude with my own reflection
Silently I spill a tear into the sea
Am I doomed to haunt this landscape forever?"
A colourless cascade of withering grey
midnight slumber hides my pain
"In the the gloominess of autumn dusk
I sat mesmorized, staring at the sky
Will you come to take me away
In your everlasting grasp?"
I long for thee... king winter
Make me frozen, cold as ice
I give to thee my blinded eyes
Make me chilled, as white as snow
I give to thee my lonely soul
Hear my longing, hear my cry
I give to thee my empty mind
Cast your winds upon my wings
I give to thee my hollow heart
Come... cold winter, blow me so far away
Swept into the night, never to be seen again