And once again the sorrow is embracing me
With his cold ghostly arms
Fragments from the past are persecuting my mind
Everything has gone, down below
I'm lying on an iced ground, lifeless and broken
Beloved northern entities have forgotten me
The February snow who felt one day upon us
Is covering my unanimated corpse
Into the night, records are tormenting myself
I discover the weakness of my human soul
Nothingness englobing a sad and lonesome spirit
The dark warlord is nothing more than a wreck
A ghotsly ship sailing on a depressive sea
Watching behind him, everything is lost
He is crying, on his knees
He is screaming, to the celestial frostbitten skies

And endure the despair of his soul...
The warlord is praying for a salvation
Into his heart
Aching, impaired
And pain epitome into the flood
Bring me into nostalgia

The weakness of my soul

Nostalgia
Records from a past without any future
Nostalgia
Where I'm lying for rotting
Nostalgia
Unbreakable feelings tormenting my mind
Nostalgia
Why have you gone far away from me
Desperate symphony made of sadness sounding to my ears
Slave to my own nightmares growling of incubus
I walk to death
The night is overcoming upon sorrow
A blind gaze made of stone
No sound's appearing from the deep of my throat
I have lost the lust of life, forever
I have lost the lust of life, forever

Nostalgia
Records from a past without any future
Nostalgia
Where I'm lying for rotting
Nostalgia
Unbreakable feelings tormenting my mind
Nostalgia
Why have you gone far away from me
Endure the death of my soul
Forbid revival for me
I have nothing...

Nostalgia
Records from a past without any future
Nostalgia
Why have you gone far away from me?
Don't let me die tonight

Please, don't let me die
You're dead
My memories appear inside of your heart

I'm now bleeding
I have suffered
It's inside of me

Once again despair is kissing me
With her cold ghostly lips
My own destruction is leading me to my grave
That I digged for many times
And once again I'm becoming a spectral thought
Forgotten, sad, miserable shit
As I fall into the black spheres among lonely records
You've broken us, piece by piece
The score of my soundtrack is written by blood
Music of suicide written in red
I did it myself, my wrists are also opened
And like my tears, it's cascading
Everything has been lost behind us
On my knees, hands on my face
The sun is appearing into the spring morning
Where I'm lying there's just nothing than my dust

And now you don't care about him
You live on the other sides of feelings
But our February snow is now covering my lifeless body

Nostalgia...

Nostalgia...