Frozen Wastes - Bethzaida

I will see hope as a loved one you seek

I will see ice made of tears on your cheek

I will see darkness trapped beneath the sky

I will see melancholy as you cry

I will hear wolves howl in the night

I will hear beasts wail in fright

I will hear elegies hurting the ear

I will hear men whisper «Winter is here»

I will feel cold as I walk through the mist

I will feel pain in my frost-bitten fist

I will feel sorrow as snow-covered I lie

I will feel comfort as with you I fly

Frozen lands…

Frozen wastes…