Hear the whispers in the wind see the leaves falling from the trees winter's not far away now nature dies of massing cries
The druids of death is chanting Their charms of ancient magic To summon the past As lightning strikes from the cloudless sky A ring of fire has been drawn The circle of protection's complete The ritual just has begun Invocation of the elements is made
As the rain starts falling to the ground and both fire and wind appear all around Now the real task is to be performed To summon the serpent... of the infernal sea
From where he dwells in the deepest abyss Leviathan come to me
Hear the whispers in the wind see the leaves falling from the trees winter's not far away now nature dies of massing cries
Under the moon the ritual ends As the sun is rising, about to hit this glade The silence is everywhere around The birds doesn't sing their songs of joy Not even the wind whispers here anymore Trace of emptiness is left behind The druids have all disappeared And so has their altar of sacred stone