Fires are, burning in the middle of cold winter night
Fullmoon is bright as the snow sleeping on the nature (beautiful as bride)
Invisible thousand eyes open with the rise of mist
Winter demons dwell in unlight, I hear the storm’s screams (the wrath)
Winter darkness, call to me depths
I look their face, cold as graves
Mist of stars, shines as eyes
I dwell in ice, I died thousand times
Raven cries, blazes from night skies
I am enchanted by the thousand fullmoon lights
The mist of thousand fullmoon, touched my deep dark emotions
(I am the eyes of wolf gazing to the fullmoon)
And I wander as a wolf, and watched the night from his eye’s dimensions
(The wild beauty of this forgotten land)
I dwell under the snowy long trees; for many long and dark centuries
I watch anatolian vast landscape; from a high, sharp icy cliff
All the screams I‘ve heard; belong to the creatures of winter forest throne
All the grimness, why you feel pain; belong to the merciless winter storms
The mist of thousand fullmoon bring us here
Enchanted silence take us far
Nocturnal fear, howling wolves
The moons of endless nights, I wander unleashed
Winter darkness, call to me depths
I look their face, cold as graves
Mist of stars, shines as eyes
I dwell in ice, I died thousand times
Raven cries, blazes from night skies