| Song | Immortal Chant |
| Artist | Opera IX |
| Album | Anphisbena |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Opera IX | |
| I am the grey conqueror, he who's come by cold and storm | |
| The grey wolf called by the full moon, and the snarling beast hidden in the cold mist | |
| Brother Tree and | |
| Sister Stone | |
| Hear my call! | |
| Brother Thunder and | |
| Sister Night | |
| Announce my coming! | |
| May it's reflection be seen in the eye of the owl, and be amplified by the wolf's cry | |
| I'm the inborn hunting and the battle's fury | |
| The strangled breath of the escape and the vane hope of a refuge | |
| I'm the agony of the preyer and the red blood on the sword | |
| The creature suffocated gasp and the last plea before the void | |
| May glory walk beside me and death in the grey cloak follow | |
| May red poems of blood be traced by the cold steel in the pages of time | |
| I lift this immortal song, in memory of our fathers and in honour to our gods! | |
| May the past return to live in the shadow of the moutains | |
| In the darkness of the woods, and in the light of the plaines | |
| In the depth of the lakes, and at the heights of the glaciers | |
| In the grey humid mist, and in the hot mesmerizing sun | |
| Do not betray your fathers, and don't deny your instincts | |
| For we are the wolves for whom the preyer awaits | |
| Just like the old grey wolf, beneath the pale kiss of the moon | |
| We shout our war cry to the freezing sky we become death! | |
| So that nothing is betrayed | |
| Beneath this pale moon, | |
| I engrave my body is eternal signature of the corruptible flesh | |
| May night swallow day and the moon be tainted red! | |
| May the grey wolf return howling in the cold icy storm | |
| For nothing will ever be forgotten! | |
| May the spirits of my forefathers resurrect once more | |
| To erase the affronts inflicted to my land |
| zuo qu : Opera IX | |
| I am the grey conqueror, he who' s come by cold and storm | |
| The grey wolf called by the full moon, and the snarling beast hidden in the cold mist | |
| Brother Tree and | |
| Sister Stone | |
| Hear my call! | |
| Brother Thunder and | |
| Sister Night | |
| Announce my coming! | |
| May it' s reflection be seen in the eye of the owl, and be amplified by the wolf' s cry | |
| I' m the inborn hunting and the battle' s fury | |
| The strangled breath of the escape and the vane hope of a refuge | |
| I' m the agony of the preyer and the red blood on the sword | |
| The creature suffocated gasp and the last plea before the void | |
| May glory walk beside me and death in the grey cloak follow | |
| May red poems of blood be traced by the cold steel in the pages of time | |
| I lift this immortal song, in memory of our fathers and in honour to our gods! | |
| May the past return to live in the shadow of the moutains | |
| In the darkness of the woods, and in the light of the plaines | |
| In the depth of the lakes, and at the heights of the glaciers | |
| In the grey humid mist, and in the hot mesmerizing sun | |
| Do not betray your fathers, and don' t deny your instincts | |
| For we are the wolves for whom the preyer awaits | |
| Just like the old grey wolf, beneath the pale kiss of the moon | |
| We shout our war cry to the freezing sky we become death! | |
| So that nothing is betrayed | |
| Beneath this pale moon, | |
| I engrave my body is eternal signature of the corruptible flesh | |
| May night swallow day and the moon be tainted red! | |
| May the grey wolf return howling in the cold icy storm | |
| For nothing will ever be forgotten! | |
| May the spirits of my forefathers resurrect once more | |
| To erase the affronts inflicted to my land |
| zuò qǔ : Opera IX | |
| I am the grey conqueror, he who' s come by cold and storm | |
| The grey wolf called by the full moon, and the snarling beast hidden in the cold mist | |
| Brother Tree and | |
| Sister Stone | |
| Hear my call! | |
| Brother Thunder and | |
| Sister Night | |
| Announce my coming! | |
| May it' s reflection be seen in the eye of the owl, and be amplified by the wolf' s cry | |
| I' m the inborn hunting and the battle' s fury | |
| The strangled breath of the escape and the vane hope of a refuge | |
| I' m the agony of the preyer and the red blood on the sword | |
| The creature suffocated gasp and the last plea before the void | |
| May glory walk beside me and death in the grey cloak follow | |
| May red poems of blood be traced by the cold steel in the pages of time | |
| I lift this immortal song, in memory of our fathers and in honour to our gods! | |
| May the past return to live in the shadow of the moutains | |
| In the darkness of the woods, and in the light of the plaines | |
| In the depth of the lakes, and at the heights of the glaciers | |
| In the grey humid mist, and in the hot mesmerizing sun | |
| Do not betray your fathers, and don' t deny your instincts | |
| For we are the wolves for whom the preyer awaits | |
| Just like the old grey wolf, beneath the pale kiss of the moon | |
| We shout our war cry to the freezing sky we become death! | |
| So that nothing is betrayed | |
| Beneath this pale moon, | |
| I engrave my body is eternal signature of the corruptible flesh | |
| May night swallow day and the moon be tainted red! | |
| May the grey wolf return howling in the cold icy storm | |
| For nothing will ever be forgotten! | |
| May the spirits of my forefathers resurrect once more | |
| To erase the affronts inflicted to my land |