The wind blows through my hair
The sun hasn't risen above this field
Yet the eye of the moon stares at my face
The fear left me long ago
The army is sleeping:
I'm the only one standing on the hill staring at the darkness
Only the night shadows are sliding in the morning
For trying to find lonely nooks so as to die from the sunrise
The trees whisper each other the dreams of prophecy
And their low voices hardly touch my ears
But I won't know all the picture of the coming total war
However, the feeling inside me tells me about my victory
The spirits are on my side, they are embracing me with their arms cold like ice
Oh, great ancient ones
I'm calling you now
It's time for revenge
I'm opening gates for you
I'm holding thousand swords in my mighty hands
I'm looking with eyes of millions into deepest past!
I have the keys to all the gates of knowledges
I've gathered them all in the name of revenge, which I believe
Here is your expiation!
