Nostalgia Nocturnal Depression

And once again the sorrow is embracing me
With his cold ghostly arms
Fragments from the past are persecuting my mind
Everything has gone, down below
I'm lying on an iced ground, lifeless and broken
Beloved northern entities have forgotten me
The february snow who felt one day upon us
Is covering my unanimated corpse
Into the night, records are tormenting myself
I discover the weakness of my human soul
Nothingness' englobing a sad and lonesome spirit
The dark warlord is nothing more than a wreck
A ghotsly ship sailing on a depressive sea
Watching behind him, everything is lost
He is crying, on his knees
He is screaming
To the celestial frostbitten skies

(Spoken)
And endure the despair of his soul...
The warlord is praying for a salvation
Into his heart

Aching, impaired
And pain epitome into the flood
Bring me into nostalgia