In the Rising Mist

Can you see me in this ancient disguise

Proudly winning battles?

- I can't really trust myself -

On this battleground the rising mist

Is floating on the corpses and the broken spears

I walk alone upon the grass

Upon this nightmare toned in red

It's hard to find a way

Lost in this empty scene of fight

Here in the mist my heart can't feel

The pain in my soul

Suddenly a light

Shining from beyond

Cleared up myself upon this world

For all the fantasy that dwells on the earth

Carved the stone and turned the mist

Into a winter's snow