Adulta Hieme (Ephel Duath)

When the silence rules lost souls and cold is falling to raze mortals the Winter is coming Hearing the breath of nightfall I prepare myself Illuminated by frozen moon I set out And the Winter cold arrives a gruesome dance draws me to the forest colors of a painful death skip maliciously I feel the softness of pain Running I break off the withred arms Blind for obscurity I can hear painful wailing Consumed by grief I admit the magnificence of winter Black emperor burns everything he draws the distressing fate of anyone who clashes with him And when the shadow embraces moon and also light will die only a shining mist I see like a cursed chillness shrouds life A low sorrow of rebirth a crysalisis grows an obscure evil Master your cape gazes ancient nature Take me and let me see your dreadful face I will escort you in the inexorable ride And the winter... Frost lacerates the sky The black appearance like a shadow descends to the melancholy of forest Now I can prostrate myself to your magnifience And you rage breaks loose a warm numbness embraces me I become drowsy now the winter is in me