Epic

(now flee...)

I flee...back to the time when man was true

I see...life as it was meant for me

On this trail I meet my ancestors

On this trail I find their wisdom

From the wall of frozen time I see my own reflection

Born...in the wrong century

Torn...to a wrong reality

A winter chill - A frozen, dead reality

A blackened will - A strange, macabre certainty

Pagan roots!

Heathen life!

...if life was...EPIC!

My heart belongs to the past

- I feel attraction for the night -

my mind to the ancient times

- I view this life like a lifeless rock

I want to be trapped under ice

within my peaceful glacial tomb

Far from the epoch of trend

In the Aeon of Frost - In league with the North!

On this trail I meet my ancestors

On this trail I find their wisdom

From the wall of frozen time I see my own reflection

Born...in the wrong century

Torn...to a wrong reality

Our northernmost hearts don't belong to this world...