Standing at the mountainhighs
I feel the breathing of the winds
I see the clouds, flowing in welkin
Crying sunset - I hear this sound
The Sun is gone in the valley
Rays hide behind the mountains
The Moon has risen, but where is light
In the darkness of the night?
In the darkest place, in the deepest abyss
You don't know what you see there
Live horror, grim nightmare
All what you believe in
Black, black nightmare
Crying sunset, welkin in blood
You walk on the path of the hordes
That burnt the hope in our hearts
Old woods, keeping the knowledge
Clear lakes, the eyes of our souls
You see them, crying in Land of Forgotten