Из альбома: The Wolves Go Hunt Their Prey
From the ice of the poles to the dry lands in the south
It was written on old scrolls or has been spread
by word of mouth
In the forests of the old world, it crawled among the mist
and in the desert dunes, its legends could persist
Evil is of old date
You should learn
To set ablaze its fire...
Let it burn!
Evil is of old date
Let us praise
Its glaring myth
we set a ablaze!
In primordial bogs and mires it dwelled without form
but still it is far older it is the dark's firstborn
What to some is evil to others is a strive for glory,
inspiration - our impetus of life