Starlight twinkles mighty
 As they celebrate this night
 Distant clatter of the horses hooves
 Heralds their demise

 "Bring oaken barrels, rise your horns
 Lay weapons all aside"
 golden shimmer throws its trail
 Upon the tavern's light

 Mors stupebit et natura
 [bad word] resurget creatura

 At midnight's stroke
 When two moons rise
 And storm awakes
 The sleeping child

 When two moons unite
 Silent tears will fall
 Once upon time
 Like a dream long ago

 The sleeping child

 Then a storyteller awakes the realm
 Of dragons, wizards, knights
 As mighty men and servants
 Are sitting round the fire side by side

 No one knows the evil
 Out of the forest's deep
 Mother death is soon to sing
 Her melody so sweet

 Mors stupebit et natura
 [bad word] resurget creatura

 Under the cloak of darkness
 And within the dim haze
 As mighty and servants shed
 Their lifeblood on their blades

 When two moons unite
 Silent tears will fall
 Once upon a time
 Like a dream long ago

 At midnight's strike
 When two moons rise
 And storm awakes
 The sleeping child