Unspoken were the words
When smile and croocked pain unite
Together they are the joy

Skinned through ultimate overdose
O'my mother who bore me
It is better if I flee

Better I go from these lands
Go to Kalma's grove
Unspoken were the words

When smile and croocked pain unite
Still gentle and so beautiful
Chained with the path of purity

Through the stone
My divine
Until the frolic cries

Chain me
My divine
Into the winter of the time

O'my mother who bore me
It is better if I flee
Better I go to Tuonela's yards

Where Earth-Ghost rises from the earth