[words: Barthold, music: Barthold, Selin]

Seven are born
Their throne in the earthly deep
Seven goes down
In the mountains of the east

Infernal sons
Night falls dark
To hear the silence of your heart

Seven portend your pains
On the mourner's day
Seven - the wrath of gods
Your body is carried away

Infernal sons
Night falls dark
To hear the silence of your heart

Seven they are