| Song | Winter Millennium |
| Artist | Borknagar |
| Album | The Archaic Course |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Brun | |
| Through milleniums of winter so waste | |
| I have passed eras to following time | |
| I have faced the force of the nocturnal course | |
| Where the winter comes resounding | |
| On the plains of the earthly wisdom | |
| I have walked the silence yet furious fields | |
| Seen the children of the cold | |
| The elder and the bold | |
| Burning by belief, yearning by deceit | |
| Behind each embracing creature | |
| I saw thousand fighting beasts | |
| I saw the furious black colours | |
| Like the jaws of a bloody feast | |
| At the end of mans wisdom | |
| I saw passion fly so terrible high | |
| I heard sorrow groan | |
| At the end which I found | |
| Where live convulse resound | |
| I came from a distance in time | |
| From the hill where the sun for the first time came through | |
| I followed every wind to every spot it blew | |
| I rove the eternity of time, the history of existence |
| zuo ci : Brun | |
| Through milleniums of winter so waste | |
| I have passed eras to following time | |
| I have faced the force of the nocturnal course | |
| Where the winter comes resounding | |
| On the plains of the earthly wisdom | |
| I have walked the silence yet furious fields | |
| Seen the children of the cold | |
| The elder and the bold | |
| Burning by belief, yearning by deceit | |
| Behind each embracing creature | |
| I saw thousand fighting beasts | |
| I saw the furious black colours | |
| Like the jaws of a bloody feast | |
| At the end of mans wisdom | |
| I saw passion fly so terrible high | |
| I heard sorrow groan | |
| At the end which I found | |
| Where live convulse resound | |
| I came from a distance in time | |
| From the hill where the sun for the first time came through | |
| I followed every wind to every spot it blew | |
| I rove the eternity of time, the history of existence |
| zuò cí : Brun | |
| Through milleniums of winter so waste | |
| I have passed eras to following time | |
| I have faced the force of the nocturnal course | |
| Where the winter comes resounding | |
| On the plains of the earthly wisdom | |
| I have walked the silence yet furious fields | |
| Seen the children of the cold | |
| The elder and the bold | |
| Burning by belief, yearning by deceit | |
| Behind each embracing creature | |
| I saw thousand fighting beasts | |
| I saw the furious black colours | |
| Like the jaws of a bloody feast | |
| At the end of mans wisdom | |
| I saw passion fly so terrible high | |
| I heard sorrow groan | |
| At the end which I found | |
| Where live convulse resound | |
| I came from a distance in time | |
| From the hill where the sun for the first time came through | |
| I followed every wind to every spot it blew | |
| I rove the eternity of time, the history of existence |