Son of Yule
In your winter woods
And get almond wine
And blind in eyes
Oh, you won't be redempt?
When you won't are your dreams

In the crop of the night
If I close my eyes
In fields' blackness
And there's sadness
Like a body cost
Your fell wherever you lost
The Sun will rise again
The excerpt in the end

Son of Yule
In your winter woods
You won't be redempt
When you won't are your dreams