Ihsahn - Arrival

Eventually the fire overcame
The smell of (...)
Now seal the purposes anew
The night outside was still the
same
From the window one could see
The long dark road stretch back
for miles
A path of peril, sleepless black
Now breathing slow alone, not
free
Breathing slow
Alone, not free
Within this cloak of shame
There is nothing worth undoing
The night outside is still the same
Tragedy writes snow and storm
By now it cover and entrack
Of this escape whence no one
knew
(...)
And know all fears were now
long dead
A whisper of the night and (...)
The door below had better still
To keep it shut (...)
Sleepless
Fearless
Lifeless
Within this cloak of shame
There is nothing worth undoing
The night outside is still the same
White snow would cover every
track
Of this escape whence noone
knew
And all the fears should be long
dead
The night outside was still the
same