"Could my ruin have come,   my day of trouble have arrived   in these Tuonela cabins   these abodes of the dead land?" - Kalevala      Far beyond the Dark Stream pagan souls will   Roam those cold lands wild and free   Wait for the sign; a blood red sky   Then beyond the Dark Stream we will ride      The path of mortals   So narrow and brutal   Only bravest of them all   Will find true valours      Decaying souls of men   Who trust in false omens   Will drown in the stream   With their untrue beliefs      He's been drifting   For so long   Searching for the land   Where heroes roam      In the horizon   The last ray of light   A breeze from the other side   Before he dies      Dividing walls of stone   Eternal Heathen Throne   Beneath the cold starlight   Revealed for the purest sight      Through constant affliction   Towards alleviations   When a searing star is near   Carry on, you're almost here      Far beyond the Dark Stream we'll meet again   Across the wilderness and we will be home      The longest journey of them all   Has to be made all alone   A flame in the skyline reaching the stars   Guiding the seeker through the night      Far beyond the Dark Stream we'll meet again   Across the wilderness and we will be home   Gather your strength, don't be afraid   Far beyond the Dark Stream, we'll meet again