[Music by Nordavind '91] Ahh, Dance through the cold shadows of Pan as tears fall from heaven... once I had hold the rarest rose, But, that is now forgotten
译文: 喀尔巴阡山森林公园. 旅通过Svarttjern冷战摩尔.
Raw mind I am Wesely shaped, upon your hunger Triangle within the eye As these shadows appear casting darkness beyond the limits Seeking answers builds
Through these mind forcing fires falling towards soil beneath untouched signs. They lay still by wisdom and age, nothing higher than time coming towards
I seek not the answer for now, true times will show the rising dominance From the fading light of your ongoing feast you shall behold the real Satanic
Upon Human Ending Open human, discover the journey Pale alone, faith is hunger No where joined, never real Rising hell Slow is death, heart is starving
Closing towards the roots in height. Sensing the tracks, surreal the path. Raw, sense, far the pupils depths gaze. In to depths far beyond. Offer the
The sound of nothing speaks to me inspired For my violent sound of honour is soon to roam this land So many hopes, all soul seeking dreams. So few levels
Cold lies the answers. Revealing the force within the flesh. Slowly you dreamer - You shall see. Still slaves among the dead. Casting no shadow walls