These creased pages bear the wisdom Inherent to the conceited, grim ruins Of the thirst of the glorious and fearsome Greatness brings splendour as well as burdens Breakdown Net mann, net viighe, habent net mèar gamöcht inkéenan Se habent sich ghet tzo tüünan. Maano, o God of the night Bestow on our folk your might Shield the hunter, give ear to our hymn Cast the dark away from him There it was, the foul beast Its fury was on sight released This night we sing, as we march to the altar Oh gloomy deity won't you listen to our prayers? Alles ist gaschécht in an glitz, in an schitta von óoghe-plikhen Lüünar un snèrrar hat sich gahòrrt obarn übar un süschen in voichten Maano, o God of the night Bestow on our folk your might Shield the hunter, give ear to our hymn Cast the dark away from him Tzùa, èar ist önjar! Maano, o God of the night Bestow on our folk your might Shield the hunter, give ear to our hymn Cast the dark away from him Maano, Gott dar nacht Mach de ünsarn loite kaif Hölf 'me starchen huntar Pringhe du 'me 's liicht