The frozen days in the heart of the forest
We’re told from the old man
How (he) lives in the dark of his mind
Plagued by fears and shadows
From his past…

Pagan fog – the infernal winter
Pagan fog – the infernal fears

He prepared for the ritual of the moon
Before the fog invades his soul
Clinging to his beliefs
The old man prepares to survive
Or be ready to die…

Pagan fog – the infernal winter
Pagan fog – the infernal fears

The wind whispers… my name
The moon call for me…
To the grave…

At night by spirits from the past
The fog calls me from the other side