The Passing - Tristania

Feel, my hands are turning cold

Time will fill this endless void

As the fires light the sky

At safe distance

I see fear

Chasing my deliverance

I cross the burning

Borderline

I close my eyes

But still I dare not sleep tonight

This rhythm I pass on

See the land it’s carved upon

See my fate for what it is

In your eyes it’s a loss

Or victory

Facing my deliverance

Across the border

Fleeing my

Affliction and

My treason

My sweet misery