Pain, coldness, wicked soul shadow world Wrapped in a humid fog removed from the silent forest I can listen the lamentations, visions of suicide Pain, darkness, wicked soul, shadow world Wrapped in a dense fog, removed from the mystic forest Screams of anguish, while I enter the thickness Mystic forest, frozen shadows, guided by the flight of the ravens Dense fog surrounds this dead forest of black shades The end is near, apocalyptic doom Dense fog surrounds this dead forest of black shades Wrapped by the mist list in the valley The end is near, apocalyptic doom