Mystery – wrought ritual
Everybody's 'round the fire
Their cops are red
And talk about me
Dark powers appear
New Era begins
They're changing the future
They are coming to the daemons of the rivers
I feel torture
I feel torture
Is it my body
Or is it my soul
I'm inside the circle
I observe deafly
Dark thunder..
To the ships..
Through fire..
Dark thunder !
Dark thunder through the ships to the fire