At uncle's grave, Wind gently reveals his force to me. He's just aproaching... I feel cold. All's so horrible... That even Jesus hides away. Shape's hung over his broken cross. Hey! I'm your death. Venom of rotten bodies Cuts temples Eats my lips, hair and eyes. Geat's horn rises on my head. Who am I? I've got vision and fur of wolf Like my uncle who lies in grave. Does the same Does the same The same end. Does the same Wait for me? He was once put to death Using wooden peg. Does the same Does the same The same end. Does the same Wait for me? He was once put to death I'll have revenge now. At uncle's grave. Wind gently reveals old verse to me. Verse for magic Key for death. Cock has just crowed From that minute My hunt began So yau people be aware.