Pain, coldness, wicked soul shadow world
Wrapped in a humid fog removed from the silent forest
I can listen the lamentations, visions of suicide
Pain, darkness, wicked soul, shadow world
Wrapped in a dense fog, removed from the mystic forest
Screams of anguish, while I enter the thickness
Mystic forest, frozen shadows, guided by the flight of the ravens
Dense fog surrounds this dead forest of black shades
The end is near, apocalyptic doom
Dense fog surrounds this dead forest of black shades
Wrapped by the mist list in the valley
The end is near, apocalyptic doom