Through the night, through the darkness

Through the forests, through the fields

Through the mountains, through the rivers

Through the coldness of the northwind

Under the cold fullmoon



Fullmoon, cold and merciless

Take my soul



Through the airs on black wings

Through the stars I glide

Under the forests, the mountains

I pass all and glide away

Under the cold fullmoon



Fullmoon, cold and merciless

Take my soul



Pass palaces, pass castles

I glide on my black wings

Through the night, through the darkness

Through the coldness of the northwind

Under the cold fullmoon