rost, shadow play for me. Call of frost, Nightfrost, the allegory of dream.
At the dark brooding sky I see glow in the night through the heavy snowfall.
Distant weak gleam of light open my tired eyes to welcome coming dawn.
As I stare beauty of winter light, whispers are silenced in my mind.
Cry of frost, Nightfrost, shadow play for me.
Call of frost, Nightfrost, the allegory of dream. Call of frost, Nightfrost, shadow cry for me.
Call of frost, Nightfrost, my journey begins.


2. Feareaper

From light into dark I fall into fear into the unknown, the interlayer.
I set candle to burn, some light to my room in need of cleansing flame before I implode.
Oh - fear is all I reap.
Oh - is fear all I seek?
Gleam of subtle light in layers of my soul deep within the core, deeper than I know.
Lonely candle burns cast light to my room I stare it for a while before I implode.
Oh - fear is all I reap.
Oh - is fear all I seek?

Fear - the burden I hold in this slough of despond; will I descend?
Layer of man - layer of Judas - layer of Jesus.
Oh - fear is all I reap.
Oh - is fear all I seek?
Fear - the burden I hold in this slough of despond; will I ascend?


3. Frozen Inside

Cold - I stand alone in emptiness.
With pride I lie in shadows that I once left.
Oh - mistakes I've made I now repeat.
After all I've done how can I remember the light?
Light - remembrance of its glow.
I hold my burden and feel the weight of this world.
Oh - tried to be wise I became a fool.
Frozen is the key to get out of this cold.

I am frozen inside in the coldness of time.
I lack warmth of feeling in my state of mind.
Frozen inside my own head, where I now cry.
I am frozen inside - my state of mind.
Frozen inside - where I now cry.

[Chapter I - The Awakening ends]


4. Icon Of Ice

[Chapter II - Reflections Of Doom begins]

I walk in knee deep heavy snow and feel wind on my skin.
I'm on journey to the north where I was sent.
I heard the calling by the light and silent whispers in the wind.
And behind there trees I found the monument.
Cold as ice - Pure as light.
Icon of ice - witness of my demise.
The icon shines its cold blue light.
Icon of ice - reflection of life.
The icon opened the eyes of my mind.
Strait is the gate and narrow way which leads me unto life.
I feel like life has become an open field.
For a while there is no woe and all my fears are laid to rest.
Fallen is my heavy burden from which I'm freed.
Cold as Ice - Pure as ice.
Icon of ice - witness of my demise.
The icon shines its cold blue light.
Icon of ice - reflections of life.
The icon opened the eyes of my mind.
Icon of ice - monolith of Christ.
The icon shines its cold blue light.
Icon of ice - reflection in time.
The icon opened the eyes of my mind.


5. Color Of My Sky

I see the red withdraw behind the green.
On the night sky stars fade into clouds.
Blacker than night - colder than blue.
I walk the streets in town of vanity.
The storm is rising; color my sky.
I wait for its rage; eyes open wide.
From the town of gray to forest of green.
Color my sky.
The storm is rising; color my sky.
I stare at its rage' eyes open wide.
From the soil of gray to snow of white.
From ashes of gray to sun of red.
Color of my sky.


6. Constant

There is none righteous, all have turned aside.
Sorrow - fill the lives of falseness and lies.
Not hunger or thirst, diseases or the wars.
Nothing is enough for dying mankind.
There is no horror, which man is not capable.
Misery - and failure, is it what man is made of?
I step aside to listen, the cry of this world.
Pain comes in many forms, enhanced in hands of men.
Constant - amount of pain, driving us insane.
I have less so you get more.
Constant are the cries.
You have less so I get more.
Constant are the cries.
Constant - amount of pain driving me insane.
I have less so you get more.
Constant are the cries.
You have less so I get more.
Constant are the cries.
Have a feast at Vanity Fair.
I have less so you get more.
Constant are cries.
Have a feast at Vanity Fair.
You have less so I get more.
Constant are the cries.

[Chapter II - Reflections Of Doom ends]


7. Idlestate

[Chapter III - The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death begins]

Deep frozen snow scatters under my feet, as I walk downhill to valley below.
My heart beats faster in cold pale moonlight, behind the veil of darkness.
As I walk deeper the dark narrow path, I hear the echoing whispers again.
Running steps behind me but when I turn, there is no-one here with me.
Day pass away from the light into night.
In mourning idlestate of my brain.
I submit myself for thee.
I resist so it would flee.
My idlestate.
Though I walk the valley of the shadow of death, I will have no fear in me.
For thou art with me thy rod and thy staff, they bring comfort to my soul.
Day pass away from the light into the night.
In mourning idlestate of my brain.
I submit myself for thee.
I resist so it would flee.
My idlestate.
Day pass away from the light into night.
I submit myself for thee.
I resist so it would flee.
When light shined upon my head, I walked through the darkest night.
My idlestate.


8. Heart Of Cold

Here I stand in coldness, crossroads in the frozen snow.
Many paths from which to choose, one of them is my own.
I stare in disbelief the promise that I hold, as I can feel it in my heart.
Frozen wall of despair, has locked me inside my own head.
And my soul chooses death, rather than this so called life.
I stare in disbelief the promise that I hold, as I can feel it in my heart of cold.
Right to choose my own way, even though I'm locked in time.
For what its worth I hold the key, that unlocks my despair.
I stare in disbelief at the promise I hold, as I can feel it in my heart of cold.

[Chapter III - The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death ends]


9. Winter Of My Discontent

[Chapter IV - The Passage begins]

Alas!
That I shall now die,
Not for deed or belief;
All I've been is glory,
Fear shall not embrace me.

Behold!
That I'm not for this,
Nor my mouth says of grief;
Kingdom for heartfelt love,
Passed are all that was formal.

Now is the winter of my discontent,
Made glorious by this sun of north;
All the clouds that lowered upon me,
Are fallen and deep snow buried.

Now is the winter of my discontent,
Made glorious by this sun of north;
Of forest that scent of pine refines,
At heavens caress the white that alights.


10. Black Water

Black Water runs in the winter breeze.
Stream in motion, will never freeze.
Deep or shallow it will be as belief.
This waterside is where I leave my grief.
Black water feels cold against my skin.
I am breathless as I walk deeper in.
Black water runs, takes me away, deeper in its arms.
I fell in love with the sense of being alive.
And now it's so hard to let go.
Far in water, gone is the feel of cold.
I dream of the harbour where I float.
Black water drifts me out of time.
Last River is where I close my eyes.
Black water runs, takes me away, deeper in its arms.
I fell in love with the sense of being alive.
But now it's time to let go.


11. Wintereich

I stand at the end of time, on the shores of Wintereich.
Silence lay on the landscape frozen with snow.
Before me the mighty gates of pure glasslike ice.
I'm alone in heavy snow in white loneliness.
In distance thunder's raging and it's coming near.
I listen to the roar and hear a voice that's calling me.
"Come my child don't fear to enter into my domain."
White Frozen kingdom of ice - into blinding cold of light - I feel the frost of purity - Cold energy enters me - Wintereich.
I walk into the storm, in the heart of Wintereich.
I go through the gates and up the snowbound icy stairs.
Fierce wind blows but I keep walking into hall of ice. "Welcome home my child I have been expecting you".
White Frozen kingdom of ice - into blinding cold of light - I feel the frost of purity - Cold energy enters me - Wintereich.
White Frozen kingdom of ice - into blinding cold of light - I feel the frost of purity - Cold energy enters me - Allegory of my dream - cold as ice pure as light - I submit myself to thee - into eye of the storm - Wintereich.

[Chapter IV - The Passage ends]