Who are you, wanderer?   I can't remember   The wolves are gathering   The stars are shifting   Come, join us in the hunt      Who are you, wanderer?   I have the scent   Gaze into the mists   Feel the earth thawing beneath your feet   Come, bring down the prey      The wolves are gathering   The stars are shifting   This spectre at the feast   This nectar of the vine      Yes, I am the scythe in the field at summer   I am the thunder that awakens the earth   I am that which gives the night air its chill      Who are you, wanderer?   I am far beyond the ken of men   My gaze shall make the night tremble      [Incomprehensible]      Behold, the ghost of a king as yet unborn      Who are you, my son?   Father, I am annihilation incarnate