[words: Barthold, music: Barthold, Selin] 



Seven are born

Their throne in the earthly deep 

Seven goes down 

In the mountains of the east



Infernal sons 

Night falls dark 

To hear the silence of your heart 



Seven portend your pains 

On the mourner´s day 

Seven - the wrath of gods 

Your body is carried away



Infernal sons 

Night falls dark 

To hear the silence of your heart 



Seven they are