Whispers are surrounding me at the heart of cold night.
The nakedness of the fog is rising from the trees,
Hard winds of the winter are soughing on the fringes of giant mountains.
Dark clouds are covering the marks on the snow by dark shroud of the night.
When the full moon enlightens the night between the clouds
Death soughs beyond the valleys of the gate,
Masters of the past eons appear within wizened trees.
Darkness beyond time is flowing upon me through the gate,
Morbid winds of eternity are whispering hate of the forgotten.
Let the reign of night begin with raging storm of the unholy horsemen.
Let the smokes cover the secret paths of the ancient forests.
I came along impenetrable paths, I was born out of wounds bled by the death.
Hate in my heart, agony in my eyes. With the darkness I grabbed by its mane, I gallop to deepest solitude of night with a gloomy army of death came through the forgotten gate.
- 专辑：Where the Iblis Dwells
- 歌手：Anatolian Wisdom
- 歌曲：Forgotten Gate