Earthquakes are breaking the silence

a vision of hate

A wicked, foul spell of evil

Dark winds command the throne

Cleansed by the evil hand

a crusade of the burning land

A servant in the shape of a snake

blackens the bodies red

Then it appears, the storming wind

a challenging scar burns through the light

A cloud of darkness prepared for me

to complete the circle of death

The serpent gains mastery of the wind

through the storms and through the streaming snow

Sorrow blackens the Earth when the Moon fades

Dark winds command the throne

Earthquakes are breaking the silence

a vision of hate

A wicked, foul spell of evil

Dark winds command the throne

Cleansed by the evil hand

a crusade of the burning land

An embrace from Death