And her hair was as black as a ravens When I met her And her eyes were so sparkling and tender Felt I knew her Bow my head to the allmighty I have lost my way Time stood still when we danced the last, dark and pure September day From our castles we sent ships with demons Witches ́ lovecraft now she ́s gone, yet I feel her breathing While I tell your story Bow my head to the allmighty I have lost my way Time stood still when we danced the last, dark and pure September day Hodja Hodja