Wandering in the forest of the night, Have you seen the stalking shadows? Hiding there, forgotten by the light And the crown of the ancient times. As
Out of the dark, into the night, All that I see, misery reigns... Down in the dungeons of torture and hate, Far from the valleys of fortune and fate
We walked the heavens, we went through the deepest hell And from the ashes we will rise. And in the darkness, where the light is never seen, Your pounding
Once upon a time, the cross arising, Coming from the shadows of the flames. Once upon a time, the templars riding To the gates of Jerusalem. Oh see
clouds unfold, Devouring my emotions... Ascarion... The darkness is yearning for my soul... The torture... arrival... gallery... My... my soul is drawn inside... the gallery
In Lumpen gekleidet, in seinen Mantel gerollt, So schlief er in den Gassen, das Pech war ihm hold, Vor etlichen Jahren, ein angesehener Mann, Doch Krankheit
Shining in the darkest night, Who keeps the flames of the fires burning Brightly in the darkest night? Who keeps the flames of the fires burning bright
Down from the sky with a thundering sound, The heavens tear open, the clouds disappear, Burn in the fire of venomous light, Visions fade, our end is
Last night I came to the end Of a very long journey, As for months now I've been engaged In the dryest kind of study. But last night all the barriers
