To the Ancients Lyrics

It's cold and dark, like a winter night
All the trees have turned to ice
An impenetrable fog from the forest of revenge
Place of constantly darkness, where many have died

Voices so sinfull exclaim their trespasses
The moon is calling - Time to go

The graves are invisible 'cause of the thicky fog
The blood is so cold, it's like a dream
A farewell way to short, have to see the Ancients
Learn its tradition and bring it to this time