(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...