the longest journey (heathen throne part ii)

could my ruin have come

my day of trouble have arrived

in these tuonele cabins

these abodes of the dead land?

far beyond the dark stream pagan souls will

roam those cold lands wild and free. wait for the sign; a blood red sky. then beyond the dark stream we will ride. the path of mortals

so narrow and brutal. only bravest of them all

will find true valours

decaying souls of men

who trust in false omens

will drown in the stream

with their untrue beliefs. he's been drifting

for so long

searching for the land. where heroes roam. in the horizon

the last ray of light

a breeze from the other side

before he dies. dividing walls of stone

eternal heathen throne

beneath the cold starlight. revealed for the purest sight. through constant affliction

towards alleviations

when a searing star is near. carry on

you're almost here

far beyond the dark stream we'll meet again. across the wilderness and we will be home. gather your strength

don't be afraid. far beyond the dark stream

we'll meet again. the longest journey of them all

has to be made all alone

a flame in the skyline reaching the stars

guiding the seeker through the night!