Cold, strong winds of darkness across the night hate, the forest whispers my name with screaming voices... the call of hell... the call of woods... Inner hate flowing in my veins like black blood of a wolf in the night This night I feel so good alone and away of human beings in my sadldy world of darkness a vision of power and endless hate Strange is my path and solitude is my destiny but I walk proudly this road of glory this path of darkness that walked almighty ancestors of mine Darkness... Darkness... Now I'm the one with the night, depressive world of darkness Inner hae in my veins The black soldier of sorrow the black soldier of hate... forever