The breaking of the fellowship...

When the cold of winter comes 

Starless night will cover day 

In the veiling of the sun 

We will walk in bitter rain 

But in dreams 

I can hear your name 

And in dreams 

We will meet again 

When the seas and mountains fall 

And we come, to end of days 

In the dark I hear a call 

Calling me there, 

I will go there 

And back again