Hear the whispers in the mind  see the leaves falling from the trees  winter's not far away now  nature dies of massing cries    The druids of death is chanting  Their charms of ancient magic  To summon the past  As lightning strikes from the cloudless sky  A ring of fire has been drawn  The circle of protection's complete  This ritual has begun  Invocation of the elements is made    As the rain starts falling to the ground  and both fire and wind appear all around  Now the real task is to be performed  To summon the serpent... of the infernal sea    From where the dwells in the deepest abyss  Leviathan come to me    Under the moon the ritual ends  As the sun is rising, about to hit this glade  The silence is everywhere around  The birds don't sing their songs of joy  Not even the wind whispers here anymore  Trace of emptiness is left behind  The druids have all disappeared  And so has their altar of sacred stone