Night is falling; the forest is prepared for the ritual for the funeral

Wrapped into dusk and fog,

Showing the way into the dark nature.

Gods and demons are sacrificn

On this day... on the chosen day


Lilith to the twilight

Moloch to the night

Belzebub to the endless space.


Shadows, nightmares,

Witches are murmuring prayers,

At the altar of the forest.

Summoning Berstuk, the mighty

And Pan the spiteful.


Lilith, the twilight.

Moloch, the might.

Belzebub, the endless space.


The light of the moon lights the circle.

The stars are summoning the universe.

The streams become red.

The rocks begin to move.

The dead animals snarl up again

The signs, mhich are relieving the pain of my soul.

The child of breathed prayers borns, the silence.