(Burzum Cover)
An unknown voice called
From the tower, in which none lived
Beyond the forest
In that nothing lived
A call in the dream so beautiful
Like the voice of the queen of the night
We awoke and saw the moon
Partly covered from dark clouds
It was cold and wet
On our travel into the realm
The unborn thoughts
Finally we can see, what called us
Because we followed the voice tonight...

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN