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
Ten years
taken my beloved one.
Deep down lies my love,
deep down oh my love can’t see you.
Ten years fell upon my hands.
Ten years eternal in my head.
Thru my dreams I see the figures.
Thru my dreams I see the long gone love.
All were gone under the burning sun.
All drowned into the hungry sand.
Only sting will fill inside.
Only thing that left from mincing time.
I search no valleys of the peace.
I search no words of mercy tears.
No greenness of the trees of cedar.
Swimming deep down in the miss of you.