He wander the fields of death... In eternity wandering our own path Which has been the quest of immortality Yet to conquer for me, but dreams shall not be torn
He is spirit He is stone And he is immortality The king of the shadowthrone
And even the conquerer (of death) Fell as a stone from the mountain And time led to destruction Once he left, he knew then in the past That the seeds should be worthless Spirit rise from your rest and return for them