The sky it turn blasphemous
In the announcement of the opening of the porch
In immovable delay it is the cosmic shade
In the east the moon governs
The slow passage of the fall of the sun

Here they are those that detest the day
And will wake up to tehom

(solo warrior)

Oh! "mother night"
Our faithful refuge
Malignant ghost
Impure spirit
Black prophecies

Oh! agnan,
Ia alastor,
Oh! volac,
Ishtar, fleuretti!
Wall...

Here they are those that detest the day
And will wake up to tehom

(solo warrior)