Texty: Thy Serpent. Christcrusher. So Free Are The Wolves.

[Music : Azhemin ('95), Lyrics : Azhemin ('95)]

In the shadows of the trees,
I looked that huge icy opening
where the wolves turmoiled.
They seemed so free...
I moved slowly between the trees,
towards the pack of wolves...
They seemed so untouchable,
and they didn't even notice...

At last one of the wolves looked at me,
anger than was face of the wolf,
changed to observing look.
Slowly it walked towards me,
it didn't show his teeth,
only its hesitating look.
Tears flowed slowly from my eyes,
when I realized that it had accepted me.

I walked ever closer to that pack of thousandheaded,
wolves started at me, not angirly but observing.
At last they came to me,
overturned me down and licked my cold face.

Suddenly a huge thuder was
heard from those mountains,
the storms arrived. Hard wind started to blow,
it blew all that snow to my eyes.
Wolves watched me for a moment
and ran towards of sunset...

I tried to run after them,
but so cold I had that I fell on my knees,
I cried teard of desperation,
life was turned its back on to me,
now the death was real.
I started to walk towards that icy pond.
I looked my self from surface of the ice,
so pale and dead I was.

I broke the cover of ice with my last stenght,
and I allowed myself to flow deep...

With smile on my face I died ;
into those thick waters...