Telperion Songtext
von Roope Kivimaa

Like a walking trance whale
I′m going towards the fortress
That fortress
That wall of vulnerable crying ladies
A paradise of donkey-based creatures
Is my destination, my destiny

Like a walking trance whale
I'm going towards the fortress
That fortress
That house of weasel-like traitors
A paradox of blood sucking angels
Is my destination, my only mirror


Shall I confront myself
Or eternity there?
A vasectomy
Or a public address system?

I don′t know
And neither
Do you
Thus - be silent

Like a walking trance whale
I'm going towards the fortress
That fortress
That wall of vulnerable crying ladies
A paradise of donkey-based creatures
Is my destination, my destiny
My only mirror, my destiny