Cold winds forged through time By clash of thunder in the night of storms An unborn power is invoked Of ancient times - yet young By the full moon's rays
Tulkojums: Dziļš miegs Aeternus. Augšāmcelšanās.
Cold winds forged through time By clash of thunder in the night of storms An unborn power is invoked Of ancient times - yet young By the full moon's
Tulkojums: Aeturnus. Augšāmcelšanās.