South of Vostok

Siellä missä aikaa ei ole
Ja paikka on menettänyt merkityksensä
Tuuli sulki korvani
Kylmä kantoi kauas ajatukseni
Äärettömään mereen katoava jääkenttä
Pakkasen kasvoille tiivistämä sumu

Täällä aika katosi
Ja sijaintini poistettiin kartalta
Kun kaikki loppui
Minä olin täällä
 
We roam to reach
The most desolate shore
Where frost covers our eyes
‘n Wind will hide our scream
 
Here nothing ever was
Everything comes to die
Where no one can ever see
We set ourselves on
 
Fire here we stand and burn
Higher feed the flames to the frost
Fire we are fuel for the dark
Maybe someone else will see
Our tracks in the snow
 
Fire here we stand and burn
Higher feed the flames to the frost
Fire we are fuel for the dark
Maybe someone else will find
Tracks lost in the snow
 
These distorted visions
Witnessed by chosen few
Known by indifferent all
Cared by none
 
Distorted visions
Witnessed by chosen few
Known by indifferent all
Cared by absolutely none


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