Jagged shapings, cold mighty mountain range
A wintry gale is coming - perception of a change

I open my eyes and see nothing black
thunder and flashes make me lose my consciousness

A bright lightning strikes my face
My soul burns, i feel its embrace

Purified by fire
Your world is not the same that i see
Purified by fire
Dimensions open their gates to me

My blood is getting cold - I begin to die
Motionless on the scorched ground i lie

Purified by fire
Dark are the visions that surround me
Purified by fire
Dark are the shadows that embrace me

My body gradually vanishes - I am free
Boundless - to the ecliptic spheres i flee

I'm the shapeless wanderer
I've seen the hellish forces
I'm the omniscient one
following the demonwinged saint