Transcendence — текст песни (crimson glory)

The snow was gently falling
A white mist filled the air
I hear the cold wind calling

Something`s waiting there

I stand alone in silenceUpon the mountain high
I`m waiting for the spirits

Eyes upon the sky

They whisper in my visionsThey haunt me in my dreams
They`ve shown me worlds that shimmer
And peaceful fields of green
Try to find your sky
Your world within yourself

In death I`ve found the answerIn death I live again
Fear not the reaper`s blade

It does not mean the end
It does not mean the end
It does not mean the end, no

It never really ends