- Black Water
Black water runs in the winter breeze. Stream in motion, will never freeze. Deep or shallow it will be as belief. This waterside is where I leave my grief. Black water feels cold against my skin. I am breathless as I walk deeper in. Black water runs, takes me away, deeper in its arms. I fell in love with the sense of being alive. And now it's so hard to let go.
Far in water, gone is the feel of cold. I dream of the harbour where I float. Black water drifts me out of time. Last River is where I close my eyes. Black water runs, takes me away, deeper in its arms. I fell in love with the sense of being alive. But now it's time to let go.
- Color of My Sky
I see the red withdraw behind the green. On the night sky stars fade into clouds. Blacker than night - colder than blue. I walk the streets in town of vanity. The storm is rising; color my sky. I wait for its rage; eyes wide open. From the town of gray to forests of green. Color of my sky. The storm is rising; color my sky. I stare at its rage; eyes wide open. From the soil of gray to snow of white. From ashes of gray to sun of red.
Color of my sky.
- Constant
There is none righteous, all have turned aside. Sorrow - fill the lives of falseness and
lies. Not hunger or thirst, diseases or wars. Nothing is enough for dying mankind. There is no horror, which man is not capable. Misery - and failure, is it what man is made of?
I step aside to listen, the cry of this world. Pain comes in many forms, enhanced in hands of men. Constant - amount of pain driving us insane. I have less so you get more.
Constant are the cries. You have less so I get more. Constant are the cries. Constant - amount of pain driving me insane. I have less so you get more. Constant are the cries.
- Frozen Inside
Cold - I stand alone in emptiness. With pride I lie in shadows that I once left. Oh - mistakes I've made I now repeat. After all I've done how can I remember the light? Light - remembrance of its glow. I hold my burden and feel the weight of this world. Oh - tried to be wise I became a fool. Frozen is the key to get out of this cold.
I am frozen inside the coldness of time. I lack warmth of feeling in my state of mind.
Frozen inside in my own head, where I now cry. I am frozen inside - my state of mind.
Frozen inside - where I now cry.
- Heart of Cold
Here I stand in coldness, crossroads in the frozen snow. Many paths from which to choose, one of them is my own. I stare in disbelief the promise that I hold, as I can feel it in my heart. Frozen wall of despair has locked me inside my own head. And my soul chooses death, rather than this so cold/called life. I stare in disbelief the promise that i hold, as I can feel it in my heart of cold. Right to choose my own way, even thou I'm lost in time. For what it's worth I hold the key, that unlocks my despair. I stare in disbelief the promise that I hold, as I can feel it in my heart of cold.
- Icon of Ice
I walk in knee-deep heavy snow and feel the wind on my skin. I'm on journey to the north where I was sent. I heard the calling by the light and silent whispers in the wind. And behind these trees I found the monument. Cold as ice - Pure as light. Icon of ice - witness of my demise. The icon shines its cold blue light. Icon of ice - reflection of life. The icon opened the eyes of my mind.
Strait is the gate and narrow way which leads me unto life. I feel like life has become an open field. For a while there is no woe and all my fears are laid to rest. Fallen is my heavy burden from which I'm freed. Cold as ice- Pure as light. Icon of ice - witness of my demise. The icon shines its cold blue light. Icon of ice - reflection of life. The icon opened the eyes of my mind. Icon of ice - monolith of Christ. The icon shines its cold blue light. Icon of ice - reflection in time. The icon opened the eyes of my mind.
- The Cleansing
...Out from the darkened night,
Into the burning hot cleansing steam...
My weak endeavour to stay clean
From all the filth that I've gladly taken in.
Failed escape from reality
My soul lies unwanted with a stain of sin...
- Winter of My Discontent
Alas!
That I shall now die,
Not for deed or belief;
all I've been is glory,
Fear shall not embrace me.
Behold!
That I'm not for this,
- Wintereich
I stand at the end of time, on the shore of Wintereich. Silence lay on the landscape frozen with snow. Before me the mighty gates of pure glasslike ice. I'm alone in heavy snow in white loneliness. In the distance thunder's raging and it's coming near. I listen to the roar and hear a voice that's calling me. "Come my child don't fear to enter my domain." White frozen kingdom of ice - into blinding cold of light - I feel the froze of purity - Cold energy enters me - Wintereich.
I walk into the eye of the storm, in the heart of Wintereich. I go through the gates and up the snowbound icy stairs. Fierce wind blows but I keep walking into hall of ice.
"Welcome home my child I have been expecting you." White frozen kingdom of ice - into blinding cold of light - I feel the frost of purity - cold energy enters me - Wintereich.
White frozen kingdom of ice - into blinding cold of light - I feel the frost of purity - cold energy enters me - Allegory of my dream - cold as ice pure as light - I submit myself for thee - into eye of the storm - Wintereich.
- Winterheart
I wake up to the sound of frost creaking in the walls
I crawl to the door to confront its cold breath
First morning after the long autumn
Exitement fills my heart
Before my eyes opens a scene so bright
Wintertime has begun