Текст песни Молат - На Окруту

Oros blue light moon
Dreams of the earth, the cold snow.
Through the wind so on the needles of forests,
Feelings day heavy bolt.

Will the mist to extinguish fires
And hope will be in the winter.
And how in the hand of the heart stretch,
Since forever be with me.

And goes on the human worlds,
Tribulation memory into the blood tear,
Wolf howl yes tear apart,
Our harvest of souls to collect.

Squad will gather in the woods
Fierce beasts of the two legs.
Fur draped armor
Yes, he was hungry bloody fun.

Why are you crying, jackals blood?
Our grief drunk relish
Yes Maralee breath of the world.
As for you sewed the mouth of death!

From rags wove her
Bleeding our anger
Peace and Honour of our dreams,
They gathered together a handful.

Al you are not happy, wolf nutsedge,
What ever you do not fatten?
Come on, boys! Well done to them in the castle!
They reap the rotten ears!

From the forests so all over the earth
Blood sovereign Eve.
It will last for centuries
A string of bloody moons.