Through the darkling woods and marshes
Through the soothing twilight
Far away from hateful pastors
Far away from bloodhounds

No scorn or greed here
No swords or gallows
No leash around my neck
No whips to tear my flesh

We roam the twilight
We roam the night

We stalk in the shadows deep and dark
We hunt on the long-forgotten paths

Through the glades and gloomy thickets
Through the misty quagmires
Through the hidden trails that take us home

Where the church bells never toll
Where the huntsmen never tread

No scorn or greed here
No swords or gallows
No leash around my neck
No whips to tear my flesh

We stalk in the shadows deep and dark
We hunt on the long-forgotten paths

I will never kneel down
I will never serve the cross
I will never wear the chains
I choose to walk in shades

Hearken now, to the song of dusk
The forest venerates your name
Hearken now, to the laud in wind
The woods will bow before you

Hear me now, my child of the dusk
Forest venerates your name
Hear me now, my child of two worlds
The woods will bow before you

We roam the twilight
We roam the night