Xen omm
From north
Nemo ante mortem beatus
Nostromo
Siberia
The cradle
Things that made the pain
Wagons
Waves of insanity
Burning black
At the gates
Ten years
The Ground
Sunset of west
At the gates
Whose hand you would like hold at the last breath.
Whose eyes you would like to see ‘til eternity.
Whose words you would like to hear: “See you soon, my love”.
But I’m so far, I’m another side of world
Ask yourself when you’re at the gates of eternity.
Did you have courage to your dreams.
Did you feel the fate.
Feel the warmth pumping from your chest, listen what it says.
Whose words you would like to hear, see you soon my love.