A new time shall begin

The old woods whisper that the end is near.
Shall the wolves cry forever.
In the flames you'll die, the end is near.
I'll hear you cry. the darkness i bear.

When the cold winds blow again - northwind
The darkness will come true - eternal
When the black clouds in the sky - open
The new time shall begin.

I call for the northwind, it shall take me with it.
The last candlelight seems to expire.
Hear the chant of the four heathens
They sing their last battlehymn.

Remember the landscape - the kingdom,
Where the beauty was endless.
Remember the mystic charme of the nature at night.