Original lyrics
ENAware of my hanging on the windy tree.
Waved for nine nights, cut up by the sword.
Blood poured for Odin, of sacrifice to myself.
Tied to a tree from wich no one knows.
Until the root reaches down into my soul.
No one gave me bread.
No one gave me water.
Down into the depts I stared.
To pull away the ruins.
Compelled a horifying scream.
From wich I fainted in swoon.
Well being I gathered for as wisdom.
I grew up and bathed in joy about my growth.
From a word to a word I was led to a word.
From misdeed to misdeed I was led to an act of EVIL.
