"Could my ruin have come, my day of trouble have arrived in these Tuonela cabins these abodes of the dead land?" - Kalevala
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
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
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