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