Tekst:
Immortal A Perfect Vision Of The Rising Northland

desire On the hill side where I stood I left for another world Tragedies blows at horizon The sun freezes to dust A perfect vision of the rising Northland

Prijevod: Besmrtan. Savršena Vizija Rising Skandinavija.

of desire On the hillside where I stood left for another world Tragedies blows at horizon The sun freezes to dust A perfect vision of the rising Northland