I have come from the freezing seas From the warmth of foreign coals Through the dismal fog of insecurities To a cloud-enshrouded noble goal
The world has cast me from its laughter Thrown to the wolves, to the dread thereafter
So now I forge a journey fraught Through these bitter wastes of snow Over ice and gorge to an Eden sought Far from the human races afterglow
This sightless climb is treacherous to weather As the cold bites deep, old heartstrings sever
Behind the jagged mountains Beyond the frozen North At the back of Boreas. The zealous wind There crest celestial fountains Crystal waters soaring forth In the realm of our sacred Angelus kin
Neither muse nor music flees This garden of delights Everywhere the soothing hands of nature please In this state of pure Euphoria
Paradise lies at the heart of darkness And one must pay for this deep catharsis
Now the storm-clouds retch A vision fleets before my eyes Wherein minarets and spires touch Phantasmagoric skies And meadows stretch to woodlands Of sweet nymph and fireflies
Death is in the breeze And his mind will paralyse
My mind is in the clutch Of something too long fantasised
Behind the jagged mountains Beyond the frozen peaks At the back of Boreas, the zealous wind The Gods of love are counting Down the nights until we meet In the realm of oursacred Angelus kin
Now the mirage blears And the howling gusts renew their fury The gleam of moonlit towers Fades to utter fear
The mountains rear in anger At the righteousness I lack And in their monstrous grasp I know Dear God They will never let me back...
Free of enemies, no death, disease The doves of peace, in flight Carouse upon the ever-Summer breeze In this land of Hyperborea
Behind the jagged mountains Beyond their icy stares At the back of Boreas, the zealous wind My soul is now surmounting Past the grasp of last despairs To the realm of our sacred Angelus kin
Behind the jagged mountains Beyond the frozen North