Walk through the gates of sorrow and hate
begin to realize
discover the truth

The truth lies hidden
covered with corpses
doubt becomes a weapon
to deliver the truth
and to blind the false

Endless lakes of sorrow
seas of tears and blood
the task is to pass through
to find the chalice
with the cure for all lies

As sorrow turns to hate
water becomes stone
endless deserts in eternal night
dark and cold
only the wintermoon may lead through

Wintermoon
cursed with immortality
blessed with eternity
stormclouds may conceal him
but his light will never die

Finally reachid its goal,
the soul leaves the body
flying to the firmament
to become a light of the wintermoon

Realization turns to sorrow
sorrow turns to hate
hate turns to death
in death, there is truth
in truth, there is death

I passed these gates
I swom through waters
I crossed deserts
I drank of the chalice
my spirit did the journey
I am of truth
Wintermoon
I am part of you
you are part of me

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