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Paternoster Old dark forest

Pain of earth crust

Brunches over skies

Fingers of evil widow

Pine forest hides its ulcers

Tracks of black smallpox

The leaves are away

for eight hundred years

Paths will open

With lunar eclipse

In the mask of his face

The madness is hidden.

Flesh is torn

The body is exhausted

Wood is snapping

With sharp boughs.

The field is covered with snowy shroud

Silk took the smell of bitter grass

Rumor brought sorrow with blizzard

Betrothed, he's a slave of other embrace

The servants of night are blind

Made evil in the world

The wild boar’s bones smoulder

In velvet ashes

In crucibles and retorts

There's blood of sea devil

Herb will get power

In moon silver

I gave my life to him but

You've separated us, spun a web of lieth

You came to me

Your fear is thrown off

Black lustre in the eyes

With an oath on your lips

I see through fog

The dirt of heavy thoughts

Pain of soul wounds

I’m the forest wizzard

First of all bring to me

A hair from her head

Let’s the water cold down

The flame of throngs rumor

Let nobody see

Our magic union

I will hide in the sleeve

The ace of spades

The comet tail flickers on the coat

Where the second shadow trembles

Draw with a mistletoe on the coals

He chose the target of dark.

The circle is lined sharply

With wax of black candle

There is a hair smouldering

In flames

The smoke of sulfur burnt

The thunder of empyrean

Leafage will cover the flesh

In the cold ground

The heart of mine

Is lost in sins

The will of mine

Is in stranger's hands

The soul of mine

Is ornated with scars,

With drops of tears

And eternal disgrace

With evil is filled

The envy of mine

I haven't saved up

My home and my luck.