The Weaving Fates کے بول

Why are the fates so cruel and unforgiving? Although we suffer, still, Their weaving does go on... I remember... Riding through the mountains of despair Hear had embraced my body and my soul Seeking for shelter to rest my tired bones I came upon a rugged hill and saw the crystal castle walls Why do they seem so far away? It seems like endless nights I rode, before I stopped to behold! Who calls? What is this creature, one of Earth, or spawned in the deepest lakes of fire? In fear I wonder if I dream and will it end? I will remember, these dursed nights I will surrender, to the weaving fates....