Last Winter

Now hear the final chapter
 Of the three winters yet to come
 Who of you mankind
 Will survive the age of ice?
 There will be endless snow coming
 From all directions
 Summer is long dead
 Never to return it seems
 Is this the coming of the final war?
 The foretold end of
 All life as we know
 Dare to find
 Where it hurts
 Or lose yourself forever
 You yourself have concealed
 A secret enigmatic company
 Neither by force nor temptation
 Bring out into the open
 That which was hidden
 Rise up out of the sea of recollection
 Dare to find
 Where it hurts
 Or lose yourself forever
 In the inwardness
 Of the soul
 He does not see him,
 He only hears
 The chimes,
 Enchanting,
 Tempting,
 Alluring,
 The spoken lines
 The man who made the fish
 Stop and listen
 Whole life-and history
 So lunatic
 And foolish
 Who excites
 My desire
 Intertwined with mementos
 My knowledge In self
 Dare to find
 Where it hurts
 Or lose yourself forever
 Dare
 To find
 Where it hurts