Slowly and inexorably I turn into ashes I cannot turn back the time has come
Circle of stars will be forgotten with my departure my time is at the end
After glorious and great times
From my childhood to my maturity I became strong with the blood of the sacrificed I became powerful with the knowledge of the Ancients
Yggdrasill, Irminsul were my names I symbol of the unity between earth and sky I pillar of the world now forgotten and persecuted
No more dances!
No morе offerings!
No more gods!
Only wood, dead wood!
I was strong with blood and sacrificеs
I was powerful with the knowledge of the ancient cults
After glorious passed centuries the link is broken now and you'll wash your hands in ashes
Our link is broken, be free and die as I'll be your tomb
Dead!
Woden!
Coffin!
For mankind!
You!
Cruel!
Man!
Die!