…I dream of the winter in my heart turning to spring While the ice gives way under my feet And so I drown with the sun I've been burning in water and drowning in flame To prove you wrong and scare you away I admit my…

…heard was a wandering Man telling his story It was you, the grass under my bare feet The campfire in the dead of the night The heavenly black of sky and sea It was us, roaming the rainy roads, combing the gilded beaches…

…kill. A city that worships flesh. The first thing I ever heard was a wandering man telling his story It was you, the grass under my bare feet The campfire in the dead of the night The heavenly black of sky and sea It was…

…(In the sheltering shade of the forest Calling calming silence Accompanied only by the full moon The howling of a night wolf And the path under my bare feet... ...The Elvenpath) Hearing music from the deepest forest…

…is too heavy load. You never really can know if for sure, people change their work, something new. Nothing is really for a lifetime, it is a good, I even dont want to remember, every era of my life, anyway. I just want to be on a move, some people just want to stand, under the scandinavian moon.…

…Long way is in the past As in front of me Hunger keeps me going I don't care where it leads Fire burns under my feet Journey men pleasure and destiny Sky is black, stars shows me the way Moon whispered how to keep my faith…