Woorden:
Eternal Tears Of Sorrow

It's flowing free It has a grip on me A grip on you eternally Dark dreams of the past are calling With agonies They are haunting me Haunting you eternally, eternally

light and joy, The smiles that melt even ice, And those eyes made all rejoice So arrived the man from the shadows, Riding the beast of the eternal reign

While the seventh king of dawn is veiled by the shrouds of shadows, And the crown of the saint is turned into rusty blades of the beast Rise, my children

All alone with bitter thoughts I swear on the name of my rage Those who made me suffer will now taste my hate By the blood of hatred I seal my wounds

sing the poem of force To beat the evil, to beat the night The troll drum from the dawn of time, build by a shaman from the northlands Breaks the eternal

Nightmares... Shadows on the wall, Keep me awake through the night, Faceless man in his chair, Writing the diary of my life By the words written in the

I close my eyes to see within myself as the first snow falls on me I close my ears to hear my inner voice and the cold wind freezes me This is my land

The morning has come Before our eyes The young beauty lying Under the godless sky The mad child is sleeping Her empty sleep And finally leaves To eternity

From the land of coldness, Under the Northern vault of the sky, Echoes the tune of yearning, For the times of the sun and light It's the bird of the