Born to march the unknown miles A valley of candles carried by Beings faces distorted to black The lights tempt me to follow But it's too late as I realize That I can not reach this world Without being socially impaled With a bleeding stomach Filled with stones at every step So I am still heading The path of the leprous and the stoned
Balancing along the backbones of earth Tailwind towards the abyss My frozen fingers embrace The ashes of my past I let it go with my yelling voice Of my alleged folk Death to the Norns Who had promised me to take me home A home that I'd never seen … But what does it mean, home
Wading in thoughts Like through overfilled swamps Last fireflies jittering Over the heart water of giants Deadlocked in a white muted dawn, At the last root of YggdrasilTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
