Goashem - Eternal Tears Of Sorrow

I close my eyes to see within myself as the first snow falls on me

I close my ears to hear my inner voice and the cold wind freezes me This is my land, our holy land, I don’t want to leave this place

But there are unholy men all around us and they want to take it away

Their hearts are filled with mean passion… Red blood on their hands

Tonight is the last night we’re a part of this land

I open my eyes and my ears, I see nothing but darkness

I hear the wind behind the distant hills far beyond this vale

This is my land, our holy land, I don’t want leave this place

But there are unholy men all around us and they want take it away

We have to go, travel to the hills, maybe we will find the answer there

Follow me, my people, we must wander to the land of the long shades

I am Alge from the land of Wuowjo, the only son of Goashem

I’m the leader of these people now from the vale of white reindeer