Tekster: Candlemass. I Epicus Doomicus Metallicus. Under The Oak.

...Deep was my anguish infor these words
they froze my blood and changed my soul
the master has spoken, the truth, not any lies
The Devil gives and evil takes
the thing in life that man forsakes
a throne in hell, a price or a sacrifice ?
Still the wind was blowing soft
and gentle here under the oak
which gave me shelter and rest infor my trial
I'm not strong, weak is my mind
a new beginning, where to find ?
I'm the last one on earth, please forgive us our crime
It was a time, when love was mine
now it's time to sacrifice

My heart, bleeding for my race
the traces of mankind sweeped out
by the hand of our Lord
I cried for the ones I lost
Midnight in paradise, grief
away goes my hope
I cried for the ones I lost

Hear my prayers
Climbing on the clouds above
Silent cry
reach the inner halls of truth
Give me a sign !

A crimson sky, bless my eyes
Up goes the sun, my time has come