A minacious silence reigns

Mighty rises the cloudy castle
Announces a time of terror
Wind chokes the melancholy
Of light adoring souls

A last light dies
The sky summons the storm
A baneful ride starts
And the trees get pierced

Forests in gale
Fury of beauty
And demons of the past
May the storm begin

Forests in gale
Fury of beauty
And demons of the past
May the storm begin

Firs are hissing
Rumbling thunderclaps

Like lanced-armed armies
Fighting against their fate

But at last with the wings
Of tragedy the storm embraces
The rustling, raging realm of branches
With fatherly care

Forests in gale
Fury of beauty
And demons of the past
May the storm begin