Cold Winter Dusk - Dantalion

Cold Winter Dusk, walking between the mist

I cross paths and ways under my candlelight.

As I arrive at my dwelling, I see them above it,

Black ravenstake off, a bad omen comes with me.

Day after day I see them, with their never-ending flight.

Sad howling wolfs also begun to resound.

I know what my destiny is, dead omen surrounds me,

my last travel will soon start.

Three days in a role, dog andwolf howls

confirm my tears and announce my end.

In know that soon I´ll die, and there´s nothing

I can do unless prepare myself for eternal rest.

I feel weak, tired and feeble,

a strong stench of wax announces their presence,

they come to give me the candle that soon they´ll take

and I´m lying, waiting my end.

Dawn has arrived, black ravens take off,

guiding my soul in its last travel.

When black ravens take off, announce my end,

when black ravens take off, I´ll be dead.