Текст песни Sorcier Des Glaces - Snowland - My Journey Into The Black Forest

Whispers in the night-dark winds of evil
As I walk in this black domain
With might and wisdom in my hands
I travel across the horizons

(Black) misanthropy fills our souls
With the darkness of the night
And with all the spells of the forest

The moon turns to red

A gloomy light appears before me
This is the way (that I look upon)
Towards the icy northern highlands
The threshold is covered by snow
And far beyond I can see
The sun dying