Hear them sing in this dark forest
Hear the drums rumbling with rage
Like thunder they roll invoking the spirits
See the light of this immense fire
Feel the aura of this mysterious night
Can you only imagine what soon will become?
As the life of the sun falls into darkness
The light of the moon is revealed to our eyes
As the lords of the winds begin rising
The leaves of the oaks start shivering
As the tears of the heavens are feeding the earth
The daughter of winter enters the play
And stronger it grows the sound of the drums
As the cries of our people echo in vain
The dance is about to begin
The dance has begun
They live in fear of what shall become
They weep for those who left them behind
In the name of a god they have fought and killed
Hoping that maybe they would reach a heaven
As the first drop of autumn falls from the skies
They bury the blood of a murdered brother
As the winds declare upon each other war
The darkest of mountains shows ravenous horizons
Theyre thorn by thunder the skies are bleeding
As the lightning faced warrior is stamping his dance
As the first drop of autumn falls from the skies
They bury the blood of a murdered brother
As the winds declare upon each other war
The darkest of mountains shows ravenous horizons
Theyre thorn by thunder the skies are bleeding
As the lightning faced warrior is stamping his dance
And it rises and rises the fear in their eyes
Failing to flee the wrath of the gods.
