Besedila: Naglfar. Emerging From Her Weepings.

Crawling in grief

Across the distant fields

I am the desire of which engrawed thee...

The formation was set

An enormous storm arose

As the thirleenth night ablazed

with it's web of obscurity

Oh you glorious blackened,

infernal screaming belle

Reveal the name,

unleash the path of bereavement

I have found the key, the key to the

ancient flame

Awaiting the sight to dwell in mournful

immortality

Like a breeze I levetate, only lead by the

owl's wisdom

We followed her misantropic sleep

so majestic and delight

Her weeping - touched me caressed me

Her weeping - screamed and longed for me

Her weeping - gave me all her might

Her weeping - her weepings enthroned me

I am the desire of which branded you...

Into the glowing mist

Her moanings tore my cloak.

Out from her empty veins I emerged with

wrath and lust

My blood in her mouth, I saw the passion

The cold passion to become what she became

Her weeping - touched me caressed me

Her weeping - screamed and longed for me

Her weeping - gave me all her might

Her weeping - her weepings enthroned me

I shall remain, forced to meet the dawn

Bleeding widow, I belong to her

The clouds were black as the starless night

For sunset I yearn, dusk you mysterious...