From the past the winds of Melancholy blow
I hear The Call of the ancient wind
I feel its blow
And
Its Freezing Cold
And I see no more
For the wind has Frozen my eyes
Hubris
Pride goes before Destruction
And a haughty spirit
Before A Fall
I see not tomorrow only the past
The Cold Pain of Lost Burns my eyes
I try to close my eyes alas I can't
For The Tears have Frozen my eyes
Raped from all virtue
I scream my Rage
The millenium Harvest
Is there a god left to pray to
Compassion such a lie
Choose your side
Or be Shoved to the ground
Depression
And
Aggression
They're A Legion
And I Mourn
For the past bygone
Mournfully I Weep for the future Lost
The Freezing Cold
Oh The Cold
Bloodred Tears my eyes Bleed
For the past gone and
Best
Forgotten
And the wind Closed the gates of tomorrow
