HellLight - In Memory of the Old Spirits

When the past means nothing
The present's born in the coldest cradle
Locked in the darkness of life
Blind are the eyes looking for the shadows on the wall
In memory of the old spirits
There's a time when the eyes may be shuted
for the ones that once was here
feeled in our dark desires
and be blessed by our cold hearts
In memory of the old spirits

Above I see the old spirits
Above I see the great lords of the twilight ages
Above I see my Father
Above I see my Mother
I can see everyone who once was brave
They call me to join them in the fields
where the dreams will neve die...