Against The Tide

Immortal
 Miscellaneous
 Against The Tide
 The arctic views
 Its distant vast
 And the shifting breeze
 That blows my horizon
 Where stormclouds mass
 Along the skies
 Dark and brooding
 Across the blistered
 Broken land
 Here flew long streams
 Of freezing water
 In a saga it lived once
 Descended to the brinks
 That tower to the sky
 Sound my cry
 Throughout creation
 Still I'm
 Enlocked
 On these ridges
 Where the sun
 Forever vanished
 Once a world were
 Ever splendid
 That took my soul
 Now the world
 Is too old
 So take me biting winds
 My soul travels
 With a black heart
 When the darkness
 Closes in on me
 There's this world where I can
 Breathe
 Still the saga will live on
 And the breeze that blew my
 Horizon
 Behind these waves of ice