Fanisk
IV
Frost feathers materialize, As pale stars in the ashen skies.In the bliss of annihilation--Or of blessed creation?Whirring... Warring...Descending, now slowly.To the Earth, from the heavens--Or from Kari, unto Urd?And what, when all burns, There in the golden urn?Wouldst thou have wept ere Dawn instead,For the flame to disappear?From the Earth, to the heavens--Or from Loge, unto Urd?Ascending... Contending...Both forever, and never.
Aus Songtexte Mania