| "Could my ruin have come, | |
| my day of trouble have arrived | |
| in these Tuonela cabins | |
| these abodes of the dead land?" - Kalevala | |
| Far beyond the Dark Stream pagan souls will | |
| Roam those cold lands wild and free | |
| Wait for the sign; a blood red sky | |
| Then beyond the Dark Stream we will ride | |
| The path of mortals | |
| So narrow and brutal | |
| Only bravest of them all | |
| Will find true valours | |
| Decaying souls of men | |
| Who trust in false omens | |
| Will drown in the stream | |
| With their untrue beliefs | |
| He's been drifting | |
| For so long | |
| Searching for the land | |
| Where heroes roam | |
| In the horizon | |
| The last ray of light | |
| A breeze from the other side | |
| Before he dies | |
| Dividing walls of stone | |
| Eternal Heathen Throne | |
| Beneath the cold starlight | |
| Revealed for the purest sight | |
| Through constant affliction | |
| Towards alleviations | |
| When a searing star is near | |
| Carry on, you're almost here | |
| Far beyond the Dark Stream we'll meet again | |
| Across the wilderness and we will be home | |
| The longest journey of them all | |
| Has to be made all alone | |
| A flame in the skyline reaching the stars | |
| Guiding the seeker through the night | |
| Far beyond the Dark Stream we'll meet again | |
| Across the wilderness and we will be home | |
| Gather your strength, don't be afraid | |
| Far beyond the Dark Stream, we'll meet again |