Jagged shapings, cold mighty mountain range
A wintry gale is coming - perception of a change
I open my eyes and see nothing black
thunder and flashes make me lose my consciousness
A bright lightning strikes my face
My soul burns, i feel its embrace
Purified by fire
Your world is not the same that i see
Purified by fire
Dimensions open their gates to me
My blood is getting cold - I begin to die
Motionless on the scorched ground i lie
Purified by fire
Dark are the visions that surround me
Purified by fire
Dark are the shadows that embrace me
My body gradually vanishes - I am free
Boundless - to the ecliptic spheres i flee
I'm the shapeless wanderer
I've seen the hellish forces
I'm the omniscient one
following the demonwinged saint