Grim woods dephts echoes
From the wolves pray
Boils my blood with unmerciful hate
War scream flies in the freezing winds
I feel the temptation to draw me in the abyss
The pale light of the moon lights my way
Graveless silence
i hear the forests breath
Ravens macabre dance cover the frozen landscapes
The landscape of cursed December
Im one with the fog, i hear the hangeds hymns
Sicul rebel heart
its colder than ice
Snow covered mountains keep this empires treasure
The moon spreads its funeral light
Over the Hargita