| Oblivion and melancholy cover my way. | |
| Night opens the door in the cobweb of time. | |
| My spirit is free and | |
| I'm going away by the path of the past, to the world of my prime. | |
| Lucifer, come to me, help me, my new father. | |
| I'm dying in the gloom of ages, in the chains of mother | |
| Earth. Hear my voice in the rustle of leaves, my ancient song in the howl of wolves. | |
| This forest is the cemetery of pagan souls and only the moon will remember our tears. | |
| I'll flap my wings and fly towards the moon wrapped in the clouds. | |
| I am lonely raven of your ancient dreams, | |
| I am your fear and your broken hope. |