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 silence
upon the mountain high
I'm waiting for the spirits

Eyes upon the sky

They whisper in my visions
They haunt me in my dreams
They've shown me worlds that shimmer
and peaceful fields of green

Try to find you sky
Your world within yourself

In death I've found the answer
In death I've found the answer
In death I live again
Fear not the reaper's blade

It does not mean the end

It never really ends