Versuri Epic
- Sentenced

(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..