Could my ruin have come, My day of trouble have arrived, In these tuonele cabins These abodes the dead land? [Kalevala]
Far beyond the dark stream pagan souls Roam those cold lands wild and free. Wait for the sign; a blood red sky. Then beyond the dark stream we will ride.
path of mortals, So narrow and brutal. Only bravest of them all Will find true valours
Decaying souls of men, Who in false omens, Will drown in the stream With their untrue beliefs.
He's been drifting For so long, Searching for the land. Where roam.
In the horizon, The last ray of light, breeze from the other side, Before he dies.
Dividing walls stone, Eternal heathen Throne, Beneath the cold starlight. Revealed for the purest sight.
Through constant affliction Towards alleviations, a searing star is near. Carry on, you're almost here
Far beyond the dark stream we'll meet again. Across the wilderness and we will be home. Gather your strength, don't be afraid. Far beyond the dark stream, we'll again.
longest journey of them all, Has to be made all alone A flame in the skyline reaching the stars Guiding the seeker through the night!