Cold, strong winds of darkness across the night
hate, the forest whispers my name with screaming voices...
the call of hell...
the call of woods...

Inner hate flowing in my veins
like black blood of a wolf in the night

This night I feel so good
alone and away of human beings in my
sadldy world of darkness
a vision of power and endless hate

Strange is my path and solitude is my destiny
but I walk proudly this road of glory
this path of darkness that walked almighty
ancestors of mine

Darkness...
Darkness...

Now I'm the one with the night, depressive world of darkness
Inner hae in my veins
The black soldier of sorrow
the black soldier of hate... forever