Slowly and inexorably I turn into ashes I cannot turn back the time has come

Circle of stars will be forgotten with my departure my time is at the end

After glorious and great times

From my childhood to my maturity I became strong with the blood of the sacrificed I became powerful with the knowledge of the Ancients

Yggdrasill, Irminsul were my names I symbol of the unity between earth and sky I pillar of the world now forgotten and persecuted

No more dances!

No morе offerings!

No more gods!

Only wood, dead wood!

I was strong with blood and sacrificеs

I was powerful with the knowledge of the ancient cults

After glorious passed centuries the link is broken now and you'll wash your hands in ashes

Our link is broken, be free and die as I'll be your tomb

Dead!

Woden!

Coffin!

For mankind!

You!

Cruel!

Man!

Die!