I have ventured
To the final centre
Caravan Leader man Kerosene lamp
Fire storms the mountain scorn ignorance of man
Blind eye to the omens cast warning black hearts
The valley will consume you into the dark
Then I got to
The Valley of the damned
And I saw you
There was nothing left
I have ventured to the final center
No way back, only through memories past
Hold on to your good and true weather the blast
Icy shards tear them down bloody the ground
Frozen bones set in stone carry the sound
Then I got to
The Valley of the damned
And I saw you
There was nothing left