Untold Story

Me, the one who crossed a thousand lands
Me, the one who saw empires and wars
Me, the one who just wants to be free
But time has come for me, so now I'm here
...
Here, fog makes us blind and it's getting cold
Here, the fire tries to show the story untold
Here, my guide says the dark is the only path
But he doesn't know what it means to deal with death
...
I feel it in the icy wind
In the echo of my strides
If I could only glimpse his eyes
I would know that I'm not wreck
However fiery of terror they'll be
Now there's nothing I can do
When I will hear his breath
It will be too late
...
I feel like I'm living in someone else's story
The kind you already know that won't end up in glory
And all the tries to reach the light
Will suffocate slowly in this valley of fear and lies
...
I'll draw this sword another time if it is the millionth
Could a man want more than the halo of this oblivion?
Now I feel nothing but rhythm of my blood
Of my terror while he comes to take my soul
...
I feel it in the icy wind
In the echo of my strides
If I could only glimpse his eyes
I would know that I'm not wreck
However fiery of terror they'll be
Now there's nothing I can do
When I will hear his breath
It will be too late