Look, the night descends, but every being flees! The wind pulses to the soft fuss of all the small feet. Look at now the Forest's dance. Heart is beating, and the foot steps. Bújj a föld alá, a sziklák közé! Megtalálnak Ök, hát jobb lesz, ha félsz! Lobog már a tüz, nézd mily szép. Hide between the rocks, under the ground! Better be on guard, they find you anyhow! Look, how lovely, the flame is lit. Tonight our visitor will be the feast. And the bone is crunching, snuffing. Flesh is ravelled, sparkling, bubbling. So let's step the dance of Blood! Let us step it alt through the night! Step the dance of Blood! Let us step it all through the night! To the rhythm of the trammels hundreds of tiny feet are on the step. Fire rises to the sky, many shades are on the dance! Lurking on the edge of forest, oh what is your faith? Our chains are made of teeth, look at that! Open up, don't apprehend! Our sacks are sewn of skin, look at that! Yours will be just perfect. Our jewels are made of bones, look at that! Your journey has now ended.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
