(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 nightmy mind to the ancient times
I view this life like a lifeless rock
I want to be trapped under icewithin 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