---

Wolves we meet us this night

To celebrate the mass of death

A spiritual journey

Far way from this world

In a dimension of shadows

To the ghosts of our forefathers

Across the fields of death

To the spring of the beginning and the end

Missa Pro Defunctis - in the spirit of our dead

Missa Pro Defunctis - In the spirit of the ancient ones

Under the sign of death

We step before the altar of the world

Evoke the breath of the ancestors

In the spirit of the ancient ones

Aloft our roots

Bloodline are united

The flow of time runs through us

In face of our forefathers

Missa Pro Defunctis - in the spirit of our dead

Missa Pro Defunctis - In the spirit of the ancient ones

From the North, we call Jupiter

From the East, we call the sun

From the North, we call Venus

From the West, we call the moon

By fire and storm

By hail and ice

By blood and ashes

We fill the cup of life