When the day is near to end
My soul travels through the veil
Of it's twilight
There deep inside, there lie forgotten shades
In the time
Now my hate has found a place
Which brings to it a dimension to it self
Oh magic moon light
Under your spell
I hail to my ancestors
I am able to learn
In the silence of my last spectral night
Covered in pride, I have come
One more time to serve to the realm where
My conscience has borned
Beings that glide with the mist
Which come from the cold and unknown wood:
Surround me, and follow me while I wait
The coming of my d**h