Fright calls me from beyond  By the lip of a faceless man  I'm waiting to glide his voice to my  Neverending dark  To feel my body  As the icy wind touches  The memories of ancient ones,  The memories of heroes  Which were redused to ashes under the fullmoon  I fly towards you  I feel the dying grasp  Of your untouched heat  I'm waiting for her voice to show a sign,  The way as the picture of eternal fire and power  To shine my light, because it is I  I fly towards you  I'm waiting for your comfort  In the path of the far voice