Winds blowing strong bring an echo of sorrow As one lonely figure wanders the land Lost in himself, hatred became his only friend Fog was their shelter on their road to nowhere
Years of roaming beneath grey skies Have made him forgotten his name, all his life Far in the distance a mountain draws his gaze “My steps will lead me there, but it’s so far…”
“So…this landscape will be my tomb…”-“Never” “How long time will I have to feed this devil in me?” “It seems I’ve betrayed myself Bowed down to fear and hate”
Blinded by obsessions, consumed by a spiral Erasing the beauty he once left behind There in the horizon the mountain calls his name “It might be the time to awake, I should try…”
“So…this landscape will be my tomb…”-“Never” “How long time will I have to feed this devil in me?” “It seems I’ve betrayed myself Bowed down to fear and hate”
Now, as the snow starts to fall he is closing his eyes Calmed down, that soft caress brings him memories of who he once was Buried in the white lays his old clothes which tied down his soul
Run! Break away! Your tempest is agonizing Climb! One more breath and climb! The summit is waiting (The summit now waits for you)
When the sun is down he looks up to the sky The stars that shine bring him the peace of mind The silence sings; his soul now is unchained The wind now tells: “In harmony is the night”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
