In the Circle of the Kings [From the Dark Past, 1998, 192]
Oh, night, mother of stars Where is your endless land Travelling in time you vanish And return from the Abyss When I open my eyes
Oh, winter, mother of pride The white blackness, the frozen fear Black warriors, masters of white kingdom The hidden power, the sword on the snow
Oh, dreams, creators of kingdom The battle masters, the victory days The night is life, day dwells in dreams Day is a plan, night is the swordtime
Oh, heart of warrior, the zenith of evil The gloom of dreams, axe of reality The way of truth, the way where you're naked Follow the serpent "Horned..." It's the sign.