Mist entrails
the softly glowing peaks
snow-capped windless bails
down thro' the din
the soft-lit halls proclaim
that shall no one tame
the voice of the mountain hame.
Let fear tremble
and sorrow resemble
The one you have come to see
tho' one shall be
Undisturbed,
Unperturbed
let the sounds softly ring
let your spirits softly sing
let the angels softly wing,

In The Hall
Of The Mountain King.