Winter's coming
And this forgotten tale
Resurfaces time after time
The cold wind blows letters of a
Lost love nymph call it's taranis

And prepares
The vengeance on man
From a past no more known
She cries the cruel faith
No more cheerful dance
Among trees
A funeral force
Will prevail
Over

Honey lips searching
For it's beloved poisoned heart
Pulling down the wall
Of guilty man

Under a freezing moon
She'll wander shouting
With a shrill voice
Her desperation

Many ages have passed
And she's always alone
Never forgetting the misfit
Yearning ravenous
For the killer's ruin
Thout bora infuse your shining gaze
We'll be your cut-throat sons