Beyond the winter - dead’s kingdom 
Behind the inimical obscurity
Just at the end of the cursed forest
I go with ferocity…

 [bad word] - In the cold winter.

The unhealthy wind of north
The hatred in my spirit I go
In the coldness of a funeral night
The cuttered cold of Darkness.

In the moral Chaos
When the dream & [bad word] s arm came
Unknown world of the iced lake
Full moon lights the crackled way.

 [bad word] - In the cold winter.

Madness watches me now
Cold is dead’s kingdom
Dry is the wind which blows
Powerful are the kingdom’s voices

Dead are my eyes - I continue…
… Infinite is our kingdom
Unknown it must stay
The hatred wind of our kingdom is so fearful
Feel it transform you into black ice !!!