Terminus

(álbum: Winter Thrice - 2016)

The boundary is my stronghold, I push the glacier towards the edge.
Stepping across the horizon's threshold with an unexplored domain to wedge.

I catch the sun and tame the flares,
As thunder strikes for a hundred years.

I climb the hills, I climb the hills.

I climb the hills, they are my stairs,
To the starry sky and to the ardent spheres.

Terminus, I catch the sun and tame the flares.
Terminus, as thunder strikes for a hundred years.

The culmination and the foundation, first man to the end of the world.
The gateway and the manifestation of the borders I expand in a storm swirled.

Beyond the branches, deep in the sources.
I have my home, I have my trust.
The elemental outline of the universal courses,
While sea and land clash under stellar dust.

I climb the hills, they are my stairs,
To the starry sky and to the ardent spheres.

Terminus, beyond the branches and deep in the sources.
Terminus, I have my home, I have my trust.

The elemental outline of the universal courses.
First man to the end of the world.
While sea and land clash under stellar dust.

Raised to seek,
Grown to see the flames of creation and prosperity.
At the end of the path I build my fortress,
With pillars of dreams and nature's primeness.

Raised to seek,
Grown to see the flames of creation and prosperity.
At the end of the path I build my fortress,
With pillars of dreams and nature's primeness.

Primeness!

Raised to seek,
Grown to see the flames of creation and prosperity.
At the end of the path I build my fortress,
With pillars of dreams and nature's primeness.

Raised to seek,
Grown to see the flames of creation and prosperity.
At the end of the path I build my fortress,
With pillars of dreams and nature's primeness.