Against The Tide - Immortal

The arctic views

Its distant vast

And the shifting breeze

That blew my horizon

Where storm clouds mass

Along the skies

Dark and brooding

Across the blistered broken lands

Here flow

Long streams of freezing water

As in a saga it lived once

Descended to the brinks

That tower to the sky

Sound my cry out to creation

Still I’m enlocked on these ridges

Where the sun forever vanished

Once a world were ever splended

That took my soul

Now the world is too old

So take me biting winds

My soul travels with a black heart

When the darkness

Close in on me

There’s this world

Where I can breathe

Still the saga

The saga will live on

And the breeze that blew my horizon

Behind these waves of ice