From the nightmare’s lake
Where never knows when should not fly away
From the nightmare’s lake
Became this form in forgotten gates
Their darkest arms reach us in this empty space
It came… it came… it came…
Wind from next reign has blown
Flame from next reign burnt
You don’t have never seen that face
Little rocks were covered by cold
Moss that symbolized the
Lonely spirits, they rise from
Unknown lake and those old oaks
Still lurking as at first while
Some nightmare exist that could feed
From some… illusion
The wind, wind blow is free
The wind, sign of my victory
I’m your pleasure take all
Pleasure, I give you reason
Wind you are mine
Win you are mind… in everlasting life
In everlasting life, in everlasting life
In everlasting life, in everlasting life
From the nightmare’s lake
It came… it came… it came…