Текст песни Old Wainds - О том, как лунный свет...

We are not people
The spirit in us is not the same
Body cramps here
We are in pain
The soul aspires to the true body

I know the moonlight

I talked with the north wind
He told me to go north
Collecting cult parts
Remains of past rituals

Letters that terrify
Souls frozen stone

The wolf sun sets again
Again the snow is trampled underfoot
Again the frost in the fog sparkles
The wool smells like a mystery again
Again games with death and blood
Running with my own shadow again
and wolf howl
The facets of death are still not gathered ...