Текст песни Эруиалат Аннанаррим - Потерять Ловца

Through this snow that is pure and sweet
On the rocks, teeth with a shiny carpet
Keeping many mysteries
Ignoring the present
The horse is a victim, legs are unreliable
And the forest is a welcome dungeon
Where roads wriggle in trails
Whose silence is easy to be captivated by

Hide the fire in your hands and darkness will surround you and cover you
Only doubt ruins on the doorstep, just say: "Enough"
Open your palm and the darkness will recoil, you won't have to fit
Hear the catcher's horn and his pack

Salvation is here, but not empty here
Paws soft close steps
The echo of the crunch brings you
Ice thin crust underfoot
The blind will find their way
Where even the sighted will stumble
Your cold anxiety
Carrying with a hot hope

Extinguish the fire and darkness will embrace and deceive you
He will remove the stars from the sky and the moon that heartlessly beckons
Bending over to wool, touch your eyes in disbelief
Your catcher has found another beast

Twilight swallows the vastness
Glaring into every moment
Self leveling burrows
And heaven, giving oblivion
Following the trail moving back
Choking on the silent chase
Watching hot dripping stains
From the saddle of the catcher, from his palms