Sentenced Epic
(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
