Grim woods dephts 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 silencei hear the forests breath
Ravens macabre dance cover the frozen landscapes
The landscape of cursed December

Im one with the fog, i hear the hangeds hymns
Sicul rebel heart its colder than ice
Snow covered mountains keep this empires treasure
The moon spreads its funeral light
Over the Hargita.