On the frost of the mysterious desert I ride with my sword by my side On a trip to the unknown On the sad winter of the old time Men and gods Realities and dimensions witch find each other With the blade of my pagan sword I honour my frozen heart. I trust the sword in my hand And in my frozen heart . From the hills to the desert I ride without direction. Snow touches my face as they are fire flakes Blowed by the wind coming from The stars in my direction. I see… I see ravens flying In my dreams Flying in the sky above my head. I see ravens flying In my dreams And i see their eyes shining like the stars. Obscure images visits me, In the dark desert nights Between reality and another dimension I carry on with journey through the desert.