Ohne Dich

here I see the group of men
the trodding soldiers advance together
here I see the mountain, the earth-enemy
the comitatus is ready to fight
they haven´t changed that much

here I see the wounded man
climbing up on a frozen foot
here I see the epic deed
the silver axe breaks the ice
they haven´t changed that much

he has enough strength to the top
then his candle dies out, he dies on battle
the brave climber, walks now without feet
they haven´t changed that much