The arctic views it's distant vast
And the shifting breeze that blow my horizon
Where stormclouds ma** along the skies
Dark and brooding across the blistered broken land
Here flew long streams of freezing water
In a saga it lived once
Descended to the brinks that tower to the sky
Sound my cry throughout creation
Still I'm enlocked on these ridges
Where the sun forever vanished
Once a world was ever splended
That took my soul
Now the world is too old
So take me biting winds
My sould travel with a black heart
When the darkness close in on me
There's this world where I can breathe
Still the saga will live on
And the breeze that blew my horizon
Behind these waves of ice...