The endless cold of the storm
Over eternal expanses of an empty and mighty isode
Weighs the dark winter night of loneliness
A heart and a bygone soul
An earthly wanderer stops
For all last time
He is defeated
By the mercy of the winter snow ravages
A winter empire made of snow
As far as the eye can see
Has now left its mark in him< br/>For never more shall he be named
Incessantly falls frozen rain
And soon buries his every trace
A body then falls there
And is covered by
A twisted ode
The barren landscape
His last carnal resting place
Stands to doomsday full of torment
In empty and silent ages
Nothing and death