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Cold breathing of powers of Darkness inside

Inside the silent stones and the oldest trees

Whisper of the forgotten gods infront and behind

Invisible hands of all-absorbing Darkness

I am hearing any voices of black swamps

Reflection of Moon, evil eyes of misty lakes

I am feeling creatures of ni9ght wood

I am feeling their looks behind my back

Wings of night covered the trees

And this embrace so cold and black

Odd shadows are beginning the game.... and night is falling

and my mind is running away to the darkwoods' embrace

Thousands lonely souls

Find in this dark majesty

Long-awaited 9reat tranquility

And open the gate of immortality

Dark spirit of Misanthropic nature.

Holy cradle of immortal heathen souls

Unknowable power of masters of darkwoods

Its power stay from the other side of my mind

Cold breathing of powers of Darkness inside

Inside the silent stones and the oldest trees

Whisper of the forgotten gods infront and behind

Invisible hands of all-absorbing Darkness

Odd shadows are beginning the game.... and night is falling

and my mind is running away to the darkwoods' embrace