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