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.