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