Оригинален текст
Walker of worlds
Filled with men
Celtic tradition
Human forms will burn
Grotesque male formed starue
Structured maze of wood
Hundreds die by fire
Human forms will burn
Skin drips off like wax
The stench of burning blood
Their final experience
Cauterized 'till death
Reality is illusion
I have broken through
Soul will survive
To walk the dark path
Giant wooden skeleton
Prison walls in human form
Wickerman