Night Before the Fight

The wind blows through my hair

The sun hasn't risen above this field

Yet the eye of the moon stares at my face

The fear left me long ago

The army is sleeping:

I'm the only one standing on the hill staring at the darkness

Only the night shadows are sliding in the morning

For trying to find lonely nooks so as to die from the sunrise

The trees whisper each other the dreams of prophecy

And their low voices hardly touch my ears

But I won't know all the picture of the coming total war

However, the feeling inside me tells me about my victory

The spirits are on my side, they are embracing me with their arms cold like ice

Oh, great ancient ones

I'm calling you now

It's time for revenge

I'm opening gates for you

I'm holding thousand swords in my mighty hands

I'm looking with eyes of millions into deepest past!

I have the keys to all the gates of knowledges

I've gathered them all in the name of revenge, which I believe

Here is your expiation!