A long, long time ago: the ancient slumber,   from a forest unknown   bestowed unto me my final rest.   I was dying I was all alone.   A long, long time ago: the ancient slumber.   My time was come to die   I was the chosen one so it unified me with my destiny   when the dawn was near, in the sombre wilderness,   this strange voice called for me to the ungodly tower   there stood a man in a black gown, he started realing   to me   the Satanic poetry of the unholy   Winds of fire, began to storm, through the crimson   landscape,   now I know what's in the depths below   A mystic bizarre voice, it calls for you now   to descend into the amorphous land.   The ancient slumber It calls for you know   The ancient slumber It calls for you know   The ancient slumber my time was come to die   I was the chosen one so it unified me with my   destiny.