اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The hills were covered by ice
And forest by mystic darkness
Here comes the darkened winter
From the depths of desolation
Over the battlefields, agony
Over the battlefields, desolation
Storms of war crossing the mountains
Under a full moon I wander with my wolves
Raging weeping wild and inside
Deep depression within my mind
