A deadly atmosphere only
Has breathed in this places
Under the thorns and under the stones
Ancient ruins rest

Piubago was punished and exterminated
It shed its blood for its sins
The death wanders still triumphant here
Under the graves and under the sepulchres
Mutilated bodies rest

When it's black and cold, in these places
A spectral fog wraps everything
The stench of death is stronger then ever
Tormented visions of moanful souls
Is only what I can see

Only the cold breath of death
Accompany the litany of the souls of Piubago