A frozen soul in a wintershadow - Abigor

Wolves are howling to honour the moon

My heart belongs to the past

I feel attraction for the night

My mind to the ancient times

I wander through the fields where blood was split

Awaiting the reign of the dark and the cold

I can feel the creatures of the night

My dreams are no illusions

So I travel between these worlds

My soul is frozen — evil rules my mind

Able to face the eternal night

Why am I born into this world

.Soon I will leave

Into the sleep of death — never to return

My life is just a darkened silent barricade

Between all I ever wanted to be

I will enter the other side

To fly on the wings of death

To ride with the wind to the ancient times

To fade away to a blackened spiral — to see eternity

To be a wintershadow out of time