Silently in the depth of the woods Somewhere in the corners of the world or maybe further The only sound that dispels the sorcery Is the snap of the bark exploding of life The rock goats contend their domain While the bearded vultures go beyond the silver crests Silently on the edge of the forest I can hear a voice from the mountains when I rest A pathway made of bones Leads to the heart of the forest The silent mother protects the road Silently in the depth of the soul Somewhere in the corners of the brain or maybe further The only sound that breaks the agony Is the music of the darkness exploding of life The tawny owls proclaim their domain Their rythmical call rips the coating of the tent While the woodland yells out her pain Wounded by the blood of the intruder once again Silently in the depth of the woods Somewhere in the corners of the world or maybe further There’s a sound announcing a tragedy It’s the calling of the time that draws its decree The robin males defend their domain A rythmical call starts to run wild inside my veins All the forest’s singing her name All the beast are calling the witch crosswise the air.

Badgers, foxes, wolves and hawks Used to graze through the courts repudiating blood The elder ones shone on the globe Warming the animals with its rays of glow Every herb grew strong even on the stones Dandelions and sorrels, clovers and nards During the third dominion The slayer spread its offspring raiding every land Brothers! Follow my tracks! Our flood of hungry mouths implacably will devastate Follow the track, Brothers! Every yard of grass that’ll meet on its path Follow the track, Brothers! Our swarming mass will reign among the flats Bend down and praise To our hegemony brothers follow me The Elders watching from above, disgusted by the arrogance shown by one of their sons Took the hardest resolve that they could ever take Summoning their children for the chase: Come our sons, come outside Let our glory bless your eyes Everyone of You’ll receive A gift derived from our eternal dint The owl will fly without a sound and will have huge claws with which will hunt Wolves the tusks, Hawks the sight Go and destroy the traitor with all its kind Dark times await your ancestry You’ve mold your fate Our fury will wipe out even your names That’s our verdict Don’t try to hide Don’t try to flee The dices, have been thrown. Destruction will be the only way Our hunters won’t rest, not even for a day Moved by an obscure need to slay Come outside, come and die More than thousand greedy eyes Looking for an easy catch Jaws and beaks, lust to snatch you Come outside, run or die Your dens won’t protect your kind Every false step will be death A gift derived from our endless might.

The asters fell down from the shadows Carrying the end with their touch of grace Painting the fields with their weeping That broke the chains of our unwavering trust The asters enlightened the shadows Carrying destruction all over us Filling the skies with their weeping Marking the end of the mortals Once upon a time there was A king that swore to expand his kingdom He quench the thirst of his desires With the blood of thousands of not guilties He did not want to hark the monks That implored him not to get on with the slaughter He tore off the tongue of the sages Moved by the blindness of his rage The folks begged the regnant for some bread He replyed by cutting off their heads He spread among the lands Terror, fear and despair The asters will punish the vicious Carrying the end with their touch of grace Painting the fields with their weeping Breaking the chains of the slaves Signing the last of his edicts In a kingdom hurled down in the war He judged at the rate of heretic Even the Gods Devoured by the worm of his madness For more than ten years he crushed the folks He was unaware of the scourge Ready to rain from above The Asters came down from the shadows Igniting our dread with their cry of pain Slaking their thirst with our weepings To disintegrate every drop of disgrace (The) judgment came down from the shadows Carrying misfortune among the folks Burning the innocence’s sons To compensate for one’s faults Once upon a time There was a King upon a Kingdom He quenched the thirst of his desire With the life of thousands of not guilty He did not listen to the prophets When they told him to not hurt the immortals He tore off the eyes of the sages Moved by the blindness of his rage And even when at the end the sky turned red He could not understand “I’ve Spread among the lands Justice, order and balance”. Fire and smoke All over us, all over the temple of corruption We shall burn, none of us, will be saved from the destruction.

Vanquished and frail I keep on climbing up the trail The vultures glide down on the plateau Cawing for the marble The force Of the wind grows The raindrop freezes the snow Above the mountains it grows Ready to fall down To destroy my pride I feel the singing of the wraiths through the air Blue that lashes black Before the white death Give me the power to face the snows Give me that strength oh goddess of ice The night’s falling on the universe The storm of your wrath will destroy the light Protect me from the endless frost That’s coming driven by your blow Before the Torment’s howl I’ll quietly stand and wait your hug The sun is setting and the moan of the storm goes down Only silence and frost are left Across the frozen gulch, my soundless call resounds Save my life from this night Princess of the ice Inside your reign The conceit falls Like rain on the fields The sight of the truth left me Vanquished and frail I keep on going forward the trail Waiting for a new day That will bring me warmth To forget the sorrow The Force Of the wind grows The sunray awakens the storm Ready to fall down Give me the power to face the snows Give me that strength oh goddess of ice The night’s falling on the universe The storm of your wrath will destroy the light Give the power to face the snows Give me that strength oh goddess of ice The night’s falling on the universe The storm of your wrath will destroy the light Protect me from the endless frost That’s coming driven by your blow Before the Torment’s howl I’ll quietly stand and wait your hug The roaring of the storm surrounds my bones Slashing off the sun I feel the singing of the wraiths through the air Blue blends with the black Before the white death

We are cursed By the will of the gods The grazings dried out, the harvest putrefied Beneath the gales of the seasons From the north, a bygone devourer revives We pray, we cry No one replies We are cursed By the will of the gods Children are lost The elders forget their lore A shadow hangs over the world Through the night The bygone devourer strikes Beyond the village’s walls its barking rips the night The carcasses rot on the road The bravest warriors burrow in their hovels Through the night, the bygone devourer bites We scream, we cry No one replies Why have we been betrayed, by the wardens of our fate? Why have we been forsaken, by the ancient ones? The fathers of the mountains, have sentenced death If this must be the end, we’ll take the beast with us to the hell We curse the name of the Gods I will bless their altars with my maul We’ll march through the woods and we will hunt down the beast athwart the valley The silence covers the Mountains For so many moons we prayed and we hide, now we’ll forge our way Your blood will cover the mountains We curse the name of the Gods We will bless our kismet with our own force I’ll sit for one last time Feeling the sun that enfolds my lungs Lying down next to the tomb I know that my journey is running out I’ll hold your sword The day I’ll come back home Be ready to strike Something’s moving through the dark Fire and hide and steel cannot save you from my claws I bring on the forest the cold Kneel down Hand over to me We are coming home Fire and hide and steel cannot save you from your lust My wood will be fed by your bones Kneel down Hand over to the Ancient Gods They are coming home.

Frightening! Frightening! The night in the woods is frightening For the glory of God we’ll light it Burning every trunk, we’ll set you free From the ghosts that we can’t see From the banshees and the witches Who cursed our sons We’ll create a warless kingdom For ever and ever and more We’ll slay the beasts Who mangle our sheep We’ll cut down Those impious trees That stain the earth Whit their filthy leaves Sowing the barrenness seed we’ll mold an endless peace A new order will be found Harnessing the tentacles of chaos A new dawn will arise With the fire! With the Iron! Some will be victimized But we’ll engrave their names On the walls that we’ll raise To protect ourselves from the fear We’ll praise to the stone That will sustain our castles We’ll shoot Down With the force of our right Every kind Of pagan belief Extinguishing the myth We’ll root out the eyes Of those who can’t see We’ll tear out the tongues Of the few who’ll disagree No one will be forgiven Fire will purge the unworthy Ashes and fire We’ll light up! Frightening! Believe the word Frightening! In the name of God, we will tame the wilderness In the name of God, we’ll bless it with the fire But when you’ll tread out from the path, his fist will break your necks Frightening! The night upon us is frightening Firing with our guns we’ll light it When the monsters will be extinct Every banshee, every fiend Will burn our sons We will mold an endless kingdom Forever as slaves of the Lord.

Worms stripped the flesh from the bones, Rending the tendons Giving new nurture to the moss For every circle designed by the clock’s hand Cockroaches rejoice and Dress themselves for the Last Act The brightness of the light melts the skulls The sandstorms lash off the sun Below a sky made of smoke The wandering animals revise the glory of the woods gazing at the charcoal For every circle designed by the clock’s hand Maggots rejoice and Dress themselves for the last act The worms stripped the flesh from the bones, Rending the tendons Stealing the nurture from the moss For every circle designed by the clock’s hand Cockroaches rejoice and Dress themselves for the Last Act The brightness of the light melts the skulls And somber clouds choke the horizon Under a sky made of smoke The wandering animals revise the whisper of the winds gazing the wastelands Maybe tomorrow will rain Even if there won’t be no one to admire The vastness of the blazed land that rises again From the ashes of those Who are born from the dust and to dust have returned with blazing lightings So now put our flags on the Earth They will wave Driven by the wind of despair We all do the same When the last tear will evaporate and neither a seed will remain Dance, dance, dance on the graveyards Feel the death but not the fear We’ve never learned to learn from our faults Nobody gives a fuck We’ll drown In the Ocean of our blood Worms stripped the flesh from the bones, rending the tendons Giving new nurture to the moss For every circle designed by the clock’s hand Cockroaches keep on laugh and Dress themselves for the Last Act.

Through the walls of fog The call of the wild awakens from the nightfall The death folds the undergrowth Sealing the path through the valley To the birth of the traitors Two crows vault on the crests Their cries disrupt the rest Of the eternal walls Of the mounts on which no one could claim his dominion Through that walls of fog The call of the wild, get up from the nightfall The death folds the undergrowth Sealing the path through the valley To the birth of the traitors Close your eyes and listen to the shadows The woodland’s whispering your name Fall apart deafened by silence And let its force adsorb your pain A wolf strays trough the gorges He won’t howl anymore For a moon and the stars That abandoned it to die Hunt by the hunger and by the dire Awareness to be the last The heir of the death The taste of the blood For much to long has fulfilled the jaws of the horizon Through that walls of fog The call of the wild, get up from the nightfall The death folds the undergrowth Sealing the path through the valley To the birth of the traitors Close your eyes and listen to the shadows The woodland’s whispering your name Fall apart deafen by silence And let its force adsorb your pain.

I carry my sorrow alone I will never let it go The only legacy I’ve got Is the silence that holds my life Buried in the bosom of the Earth Lies the one I’ve loved Slain by the bite of a sword A demigoddess fallen How many battles we fought Side by side She said to me “Don’t cry, hug me one more time, Do not let me go till the white moon will rise” The autumn pours its rain on our home I see you through the fire When the mistral blows The forest sings when I feel alone I sense your voice when I cross its walks I feel your spirit that follows me The frost’s bite wolfs my bones And what remains of my soul The frozen topsoil covers your tomb I died the day you’ve gone I feel your spirit that dances with me The sorrow wolfs my soul And what remains of my corpse Every single day’s a sentence to be served Since the day you fell through the shadows I’ve tried to carry on But I’m just not strong enough I know in the depths of my heart That day by day I’m falling through the shadows too I feel your spirit that dances with me The autumn pours its rain on our home I see you through the fire When the mistral blows The forest sings when I feel alone I sense your voice when I cross its borders But when the fire expires When the barn owl cries The agony starts over by the night Tonight I will hold your sword And I close the door never to return I carry my memory alone, I will never let it go The only legacy I’ve got Is the silence that taught me how to hark How to see through the dark And I finally can feel you hug I feel your spirit that sings with me I feel your spirit that follows me.