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