Towards The Cold Eternity

Look away from the crowd
Look away from the spears
To the place where we go once we´re dead…
Does your glance reach the end of the path?

Look away from the shores
Listen to the waves of a distant sea
Far beyond, and away
Towards The Cold Eternity.

We will ride the mountains
And then, we will sail the rivers and the seas
And we will listen to the skies
Waiting for the sign
Leading us to the flames of the battlefield!

Feel the fire piercing you, see the spears and arrows fly
Watch the coming of the truth, your final hour has just begun
The trumpets now ring for the ones who must
Depart to the lands of brightness and calm
A chant of glory…sounds like your doom
Don´t you hear them? They ring for you!

We shall ride the mountains
And then, we shall sail the rivers of blood
And we shall ride the skies
Towards the valleys of glory
Where our forefathers rest!!