Epic Songtext
von Sentenced

(Now flee)

I flee back to the time when man was true
I see life as it was meant for me

On this trail I meet my ancestors
On this trail I find their wisdom
From the wall of frozen time, I see my own reflection

Born in the wrong century
Torn to a wrong reality

A winter chill - A frozen, dead reality
A blackened will - A strange, macabre certainty

Pagan roots!
Heathen life!

If life was... Epic!


My heart belongs to the past
I feel attraction for the night
My mind to the ancient times
I view this life like a lifeless rock
I want to be trapped under ice
Within my peaceful glacial tomb
Far from the epoch of trend
In the Aeon of Frost - In league with the North!

On this trail I meet my ancestors
On this trail I find their wisdom
From the wall of frozen time, I see my own reflection

Born in the wrong century
Torn to a wrong reality

Our northernmost hearts don′t belong to this world