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