Des Spielmanns Lied [English translation]

Captured and tortured

Deprived of all honour

The silence that eternity gave him

Bones remained

Gnawed on and rotten

Stink from the deepest foul

The grave of the black soul

The grave envelops vitality

The burden of eternity weighed heavily

The icy wind never forgets

It carries the minstrel's melody

Henceforth from that dark place

The dark tomb of death's refuge

The eyes open where no one can see

Can you hear it, the minstrel's song?

The cry for a creator

Silenced in this agony

God helps those who surrender themselves

Revenge was promised

Only existence makes sense

Liberated from the Earth's burden

The grave of the black soul

The grave envelops vitality

The burden of eternity weighed heavily

The icy wind never forgets

It carries the minstrel's melody

Henceforth from that dark place

The dark tomb of death's refuge

The eyes open where no one can see

Can you hear it, the minstrel's song?

Can you hear it, the minstrel's song?

Can you hear it, the minstrel's song?

Can you hear it, the minstrel's song?

• Artist:Heimataerde
• Album:Unwesen