The Longest Journey (Heathen Throne Part II)

Could my ruin have come
My day of trouble have arrived
In these tuonele cabins
These abodes of the dead land
[Kalevala]

Far beyond the dark stream pagan souls will
Roam those cold lands wild and free
Wait for the sign; a blood red sky
Then beyond the dark stream we will ride.

The path of mortals
So narrow and brutal
Only bravest of them all
Will find true valours.

Decaying souls of men
Who trust in false omens
Will drown in the stream
With their untrue beliefs.

He's been drifting
For so long
Searching for the land
Where heroes roam.

In the horizon
The last ray of light
A breeze from the other side
Before he dies.

Dividing walls of stone
Eternal heathen Throne
Beneath the cold starlight
Revealed for the purest sight.

Through constant affliction
Towards alleviations
When a searing star is near
Carry on, you're almost here

Far beyond the dark stream we'll meet again
Across the wilderness and we will be home
Gather your strength, don't be afraid
Far beyond the dark stream, we'll meet again.

The longest journey of them all
Has to be made all alone
A flame in the skyline reaching the stars
Guiding the seeker through the night!