Well, I don't know what you've been missing you've discovered lies Brush it off inhale your anger and you will only find I am so tired I still believe... I don't know why all this fury's coming out tonight No one's keeping it inside so I will let it out I am so tired I still believe...
I am the seasons of the North I am the demon from below I am the dying and the grief I am sustained by your relief...
I control the rage you have for everyone alike I'll unleash it you can't tame the wind I have in mind I am so tired I still believe... Death is coming nearer I can feel the demon's out I have fooled you all and I now you'll pay the highest price I am so tired I still believe...
Bright borealis - Sounding of horns March of the wanderers - Breaking of morn Circles of aeons - Empire's end Time has no malice - Smoke on the wind
