Kiedy moc piorunow tnie niebiosa W cieple letnie dni Zwracam swe oczy ku Bogom Wspanialej i poteznej naturze Dziekujac za dar ukryty w blyskow potedze
Ty ktory lasy ogarnales piorunow plaszczem Ty ktory wichrem karmisz dzieci swe Wzbudziles morze nienawisci w ich umyslach Jak Battyk brzegi swe Ty otuliles
Since a long time I've visited those old dungeons I spilled the first blood in the depth In the darkness of the forest's maze I found her, morbid beauty
Delightful night... When the fullmoon lights cemetery's valley Winds of frost strike my tomb When I am in eternal sleep When wild storms dwell Wind blows
...With little fear I kiss the moonlight How exciting is a thought About having a taste of your kingdom Which wakes up to life, at night When the servants