My eyes are watering, I can't see further.
I can only touch and feel
the anxiety in my heart, which was burnt.
What is still living in this heart ?
What has resisted its heat and yearn,
its power and anger ? What is it ?
Only hope was left for me.
My tears are flowing in the cold days -
days of cursing of the winter Kings.
My tears - this storm of black heart.
Tears - the remains of my blood.
Tears - the last piece of my life,
which still remains to me.
I'm calling: "Come back my desire,
come back and revive my faith!"
I'm calling for a help -
in vain - because all virgin souls
were burnt and I'm sieged by the cold
Age of Winter Kings
- Silent Breath
- Dark Ages
- Last Hope
- Struggle of Curse
- Confession of Immortality
- Crystal Light
- The Ancient Prophecy
- Black Well
- Death of Sun
- The Return of the King
- Forgotten Rites
- Time II
- Time III
- The Final Trial