Morana...
... guide of all the gone ones
one step closer to the bloody fall
she for every new day stands.

Enchantress!
As rising in the fog of the bones
check the words of foreverness
wields key in palm, turnkey princess!

„We can see... dreamlike land
of our forefather´s dreams...
we can smell flowering meadows
sound of the purling creeks!"

„Follow my steps...
watch my fleshless lips!
Listen to my words
fly in my deadly wind!

Insecurity! Dying hope...
... dark eternity, there we stop!
Land in the paradise gate
this is my hand holding your fate."

„There are no clouds
beneath the ever-blue sky...
Eternal shining bow
is smoothing the skin of the ground..."

Morana:
„Ssss...come and watch, step by step
respect predominant sacred peace!
Beware the effect of the evil stain
´Pageant of the gods´ soon you will see...

Upon the hill in the heaven stand,
feel free to congnize heathenish calm..
This is the rule and you´ve been sent
to the home of your ancestral elders!"