Surrounded by the trees of mother GaiaOn a path of pure blacknessIn the shades of misty shadowsAn experience of my lost rashnessWandering past the mighty lake deep in the forestEmbraced by a wooden eclipseAn evil spirit towards every footstep on wet groundThe rotten memory lament for the hunt of its sad existenceTheir death is my loss of hope for an endA sorrow struggles in my veins !!!The moon rises upon my decaying bodyIn the womb of mother natureThe spell of grief forever in my heartHeld by the trees in midnight’s strange forceCaused by strength of hateEternal hatred of its huntersI devote my soul for my misty forestI protect it ’til end of timeI keep their sad memory of mystical darknessI chase the hunters and damn their souls to atone for sinsI speak the everlasting word of destruction for thy existenceMy grimness is thy fall !!!