My black, mourning moods Caught in the thickened mist Echoing, through these woods Wherein I unveilded, endlessly wished Silence surrounds my presence An entity unknown To my dying bloodline Crowned by the lost, depth of the endless Wandering... in this maze of mine The land beyond, my land forlorn, in misery A land reigned by fear, and disbelief Dark and deep, this is the depth of treachery Torn by the gods, in their times of grief I know by the knowledge of not For I am and for I am not Here before you I stand The supreme of the supremest I am the damned A barren land neighed in hate Where a man had lost his fate This, the land of my dreams Kept in slavery by all means Lying in this other realm Forbidden for mortals to see Under her veil on the other side There where this white bride sleeps Lying in the valley deep and wide I know this wisdom to me it speaks, at night...