The path is glazed with ice
so very lustrous and sublime
and a thousand winters have gone by
this passage stands beneath the skies
as if a power so divine
has scorched the very ground
with a holy blazing light
beneath the stars and opaque night
A long time in the past
my soul to roam was cast
and since that rueful day
I’ve sought to find my way
But the journey took its toll
and now my guideless soul
desperate, craving, torrid, mauled
is set to wander in the cold
Det har vært for lang.
Jeg har opplevd så mye.
Jeg har vandret nok og
nå vil jeg min belønning.
Jeg går gjennom formløse mørket.
obskure og dype.
Jeg kan ikke føle noe
men jeg går på fordi
den sanne vei er hard en.
No longer shall I roam
as I’ve reached the last frontier
no more bleak and frigid cold
light casts away all fears
and my tortured, downcast soul
finds its long awaited peace
for it has been long ago
since it’s felt any kind of bliss
But the bleak eternal night
unveils the horrid truth
my soul shall take no flight
to a trap it has been lured
The path I’ve followed now
vanished underneath my feet
this curse so vile so foul
I’m left in this infernal pit.