Текст песни Скади - Башня

The chronicler will not leave the tower,
Will not trust the parchment to the candle.
The present seems scary
And there is no past at all.

Are you woke up,
buried in an unplanned table ...
The circle is closed
A year has passed ...
The circle is closed
A year has passed ...
The circle is closed
A year has passed ...

Former warrior in frail guise
Will not lead a jubilant formation,
Will not hold a tired soul
Lost my will by hand

I looked around -
The high throne is empty.
The circle is closed
A year has passed ...
The circle is closed
A year has passed ...
The circle is closed
A year has passed ...

Do not come together in battle
Don't write letters
Your whole country
Darkness flooded.
I could lie
But words are like smoke
To die
You have to be Alive.

And where did this pitch darkness come from?
Of you, of me, of love, of course ...