Fraud Once I had a mind And thought was given Nowadays, in this evil age All my sense is somewhere else Once I had a soul I was one with my God But
============= (lyrics: J. Rechberger) (music: T. Koivusaari & E. Holopainen) Terror, when the darkness binds your limbs Terror, when the
Darkness was my light Muteness was my tongue Death was my life Matter was my spirit I am a brother to the fire To fire a brother I am From breast of
Erosion of life I see It makes the passion burn in me Life it always withers away Death will eternally stay Corpses in their coffins Forever rest in
I who have forged the heavens I also have my king To northland I was sent I was cast to distant Pohjola Enforced by my king's spells His orders undenied
I have a mind, a good memory Here's how my life begins I wasn't born from a woman's thighs But from fire I dwell on that dream I don't want that to fade
Your helping hand is killing me If you see me suffer it's not your victory Sadistic forms of new way discipline Like I love myself I love to sin And
The god of deception a man with your face see him still wondering searching for your grave needles called luster it's only a one night stand and you
Not thirsty am I for the blood Of redeemer of thy greed My hunger can't be satisfied With the flesh of thy Nazarene No gilded streets of Heaven's grace
================ (lyrics & music: E. Holopainen) I shall have a son, out of Cornwall shall he come, that shall be a wild boar, bristled with steel
I climb to the higher ground to see what's behind the sun step on the hands made out of clay the hands of stained mortals all there is and all you'll
I have a good mind Take into my head To start of singing Began reciting We seldom get together And meet each other On these poor borders The luckless
Astonishments when I bend over you creep Put a noose around my neck Which side I reside it's my time to reap It's your side wicked and deaf Take me to
The islander slips into hiding And takes to his heels Out of dark Northland The murky house of Sara He whirled out of doors as snow Arrives as smoke
I am of crimson blood nought shall hold me mirror mine the dark of night reflects me in water Ablaze are my eyes my soul consumed by woe my braids weaved
Many rocks the rapid has A lot of billows the sea More plentiful are my cares Than cones on a spruce Beard moss on a juniper Gnarls upon a pine bark Knobs
Fate changed Life healed like a wound How does the kind of life heal That leaves such a scar I cover myself, I uncover myself Now I know how to do things