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