Elffor - Rare Woods текст песни

The hills were covered by ice
and forest by mystic darkness,
here comes the darkened winter,
from the depths of desolation.
Over the battlefields, agony...
Over the battlefields, desolation.
Storms of war crossing the mountains,
under a full moon I wander with my wolves.
Raging weeping wild and inside,
deep depression within my mind.