Walking by the side of my old tired horse
After months of blood red battles
Finally on my way back home
Letting myself be dragged by instinct
In the mist of the cold evening
I suddenly came across a gorgeous glade
At the bottom of a roaring crystal waterfall
An abrupt thirst began to creep inside his throat
There was nothing he wanted more
Than a sip of that fresh water
Fast I ran towards the enchanted oasis
But suddenly my sight was raptured by a blazing image
At the bottom of the spring
A pale and charming maid was laying
Singing sweet melodies
Captured by her perfect beauty I stood still
Bewitched by her flaming eyes
And then I dared to ask her name
Innocent eyes
Already bewitched by my infernal beauty
Another pure soul will soon be corrupted
After an eternity of stone cold silence
The magnificent creature spoke to me
But her words I could not understand
Je suis la belle dame sans merci
Ton sang sera mon vin ton coeur ma vie
In the abyss of the cursed souls
In the abyss of the cursed souls
In the abyss of the cursed souls
In the abyss of the cursed souls
