Luk

Winter storm flies across the wyvern

Trees stand bent aside

Branches crank their scapes

Leaves colour fades

Fade away

Angels' pinions move

God's commandment gnaw

God's will lingers in silence

Angels' pinions move

Here I stand

Not for the will but for the command

Spinning destiny's thread

Human harm in sight

Sorrow in your soul

O Lord's voice

Sorrow in your mind

Slip from the hold

Slip from the hold

Creatures face lights out

Human thoughts deform

Doubters come to pieces

Human thoughts deform

The wyvern knows his name

Here I stand

Not for the will but for the command

Spinning destiny's thread

Human harm in sight

Sorrow in your soul

O Lord's voice

Sorrow in your mind

Slip from the hold

Slip from the hold

Slip from the hold

Slip from the hold

Slip from the hold

Slip from the hold