Out in the night behind the curtains of wood
Where the old mighty trees still arise
Beneath glaring stars midst the light of the moon
The great hall of ogmios lies

Walking down hills through the valley of oaks
Darkness is rising up in me
The evil is hidden behind every tree prepared
To strike back strong and willing

Children of the night connected in pain,
Entering the light, ready to strike back
Children of the night
Prepared for fighting, prepared to win
The venus eclipsed the sun
The golden age has just begun