The bride into the black of the night 
The woman dressed in the burning sky 
The goddess of the isolated dark 
The realm of immortal on the ashes of sky 
The queen of forgotten Slavic destiny

Serbian wood frasp my sordid soul 
Revenge of ancient Slavic black gods

Where the wolves saw the tracks in conquering snow 
And the ravens cut the air in rapture 
There beneath the gorgeus night sky I will svream from boughts 
And the winds will share my voice to darkness