The Glimmering Landscape Lyrics

For the listener who listens in the snow,
and nothing beholds into the nothing that is,
and out of the central mind, I blink no glittering eye.
I tread through the frozen night.

Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight.
Where only the ravens in their high, cold and broken sky,
may tell my words echo through the shadows.

Over the sea I felt the wind strike chill and cold.
Vapours rise from the red brown mould
and they come unencumbered.
Farewell my adoptive land that nurtured me.
Till on the haunting flare, I turned to the northern sea.

When I remember all I've seen around me fall,
dark as the roses thorn.
A shape of ice that flies in the night,
this is the shells iridescence.

Through time all has been made weightless as the rising embers.
I blink no glittering eye; I tread through the frozen night.

Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight.
With only the ravens in their high, cold and broken sky.
May tell my words echo through the shadows.

Then fades the glimmering landscape on the sight.
Where only the ravens in their high, cold and broken sky,
may tell my words echo through the shadows.