In the Rising Mist

Can you see me in this ancient disguise
Proudly winning battles?
- I can't really trust myself -
On this battleground the rising mist
Is floating on the corpses and the broken spears

I walk alone upon the grass
Upon this nightmare toned in red
It's hard to find a way
Lost in this empty scene of fight
Here in the mist my heart can't feel
The pain in my soul

Suddenly a light
Shining from beyond
Cleared up myself upon this world
For all the fantasy that dwells on the earth
Carved the stone and turned the mist
Into a winter's snow