Whispers in the night-dark winds of evil As I walk in this black domain With might and wisdom in my hands I travel across the horizons
(Black) misanthropy fills our souls With the darkness of the night And with all the spells of the forest
The moon turns to red
A gloomy light appears before me This is the way (that I look upon) Towards the icy northern highlands The threshold is covered by snow And far beyond I can see The sun dying