The Last Dance of the Rune Lonely does the moon ride over the verge of aurora sky black lies the forest under Mr. Frost's might the path leading deep among the ancient pines, towards oblivion and the ending land. The runes shine in the dark dephts of the night They show the way to the setting of days Everything stops at the howl of summernight The runes danse to the sound of the trollflute This night, everything ends. This night we are free. What remains becomes flames, dust and smoke So shatters the mountain, so splits the sky. What remains becomes flames, dust and smoke The runes shine in the dark depths of the night Showing the way to the last setting of days Everything stops at the howl of the summernight And the runes dance to the sound of the trollflute. ...And the ruines dance to the sound of the trollflute... ...And the ruines dance to the sound of the trollflute... ...The sound of the trollflute...