Grim woods depht's 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 forest's breath
Ravens macabre dance cover the frozen landscapes
The landscape of cursed December

I'm one with the fog, I hear the hanged's hymns
Sicul rebel heart it's colder than ice
Snow covered mountains keep this empire's treasure
The moon spreads it's funeral light
Over the Hargita