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Floating on the waves
Unknown is the course of ours
in the distance
we can see no mainland
no haven nor port for us
in this wasteland
Certain annihilation
retreat, other way of doom
behold

No more seeing the shores of our beloved homeland
No more feeling the breeze of the thousand lakes
No scent of the Koivu we will remember
Farewell, farewell

There are all powers vain
Of the mortal men
There ain´t no aid of the gods
In this pitch black emptiness
Fear flowing through our flesh
fear of the oncoming fray
there where´s the sky of waves

There are all powers vain
Of the mortal men
There ain´t no aid of the gods
In this pitch black emptiness
Fear flowing through our flesh
fear of the oncoming fray
there where´s the sky of waves
for our dragon mate

No more seeing the shores of our beloved homeland
No more feeling the breeze of the thousand lakes
No scent of the Koivu we will remember
Farewell, farewell

There are all powers vain
Of the mortal men
There ain´t no aid of the gods
In this pitch black emptiness
Fear flowing through our flesh
fear of the oncoming fray
there where´s the sky of waves

There are all powers vain
Of the mortal men
There ain´t no aid of the gods
In this pitch black emptiness
Fear flowing through our flesh
fear of the oncoming fray
there where´s the sky of waves

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