Celtic Frost To Mega Therion (Beyond The) North Winds On days of northern wind, (past) illusions surround my dreams Drops of mute oceans breath in the palm of my hand The sound of silent waves still caresses all my thoughts Where warm, mystic floods dominated the upper hemisphere (And) dark ships sailed beyond those lost realms Through gates to eternity, above the sleeping mind Forever inconquerable seemed the walls of time To those who always feared and always fled the dawn But then, the guardians growl invited the thirst for steeI Part god, part man, if I walked by their side The old man's dream now has ended much too soon Forgotten rests the wisdom that brought them once so far Vanished until rebirth, we sleep the endless sleep For one who knows never tries to reappear ...