Transcendence Lyrics - Crimson Glory

The snow was gently falling 

A white mist filled the air 

I hear the cold wind calling 

Something's waiting there 

I stand alone in silenceUpon the mountain high 

I'm waiting for the spirits 

Eyes upon the sky 

They whisper in my visionsThey haunt me in my dreams 

They've shown me worlds that shimmer 

And peaceful fields of green 

Try to find your sky 

Your world within yourself 

In death I've found the answerIn death I live again 

Fear not the reaper's blade 

It does not mean the end 

It does not mean the end 

It does not mean the end, no 

It never really ends