Showing what was meant to be
Walk the path, fallow your own trail
Under frost to come the fire of, many a time winter cold to come
In due time agony of pain will enlighten your soul to higher places
To ride with the skies, to feel the wind through your bones
No higher force can make them suffering of
Winter be endliess, to make the frost eternal
High may the greater be, to make things so may it be enclose
Night can be the door to make
Feelings appear, nights the goddes of eternaty
Force is something to be recent with, to be followed through the shaft
Disguised in warming good the writing will unfold, this is sure
Hatred of the race to come, mountains will crumble
Whispers will follow in trying moments, calling the pain
The quilt cover frost bitteu bones
Revealing it's true nature turn to chalk
Grinded by feelings, smoldered by pain
Speak the world of hollow ground, speak it
High with agony sound
Frost to come with many lies, forst be stopped with many tries
Enter pain, enter now, enter winter with all of your snow
Hail by thy, I call your name, erase this ground with shame
Winds to come with tales of tomorrow, winds in time to shear
Speak to the stars and expect an answer, glittering things will appear
Down by cold over endless winter, bowed down by bone of frost
In disguise the pain unfold, to assist the taking of the fallen skies
Frost and pain together they ride, agony and death by their side
Night can be the door to make
Feelings appear, nights the goddes of eternity
Force is something to be recent with, to be followed throug the shaft
Disguised in warming good the writing will unfold, this is sure
Hatred of the race to come, mountains will crumble
Whispers will follow in trying moments, calling the pain
The quilt cover frost bitten bones
Revealing it's true nature turn to chalk
Grinded by feelings, smoldered by pain