As the symbolic darknight inspires
The conventus of their spiritual union,
Inner lust turned into ashes
And the Devil's honor betrayed by the waning light
Shaped thought comes halting forth, making
The symbols of innocence, perplexing spiritual dullness

The legacy of my rising hell
The conflict within my morbid innocence,
Banished and dragged by Devil's exhaltation
Finally! I reach the depths of my existence

As the moon is diving in the purple waters of earth,
The sun shows it's first signs of the day
The man touches the extremes of light
A hidden strike is enough to possess his soul

The conspiracy of mountain and air
Blow through the solitary night-walk
And the lightning rock of midnight sky,
Reflects the truth

No key word suffers upon my icon
Just a brutal change of my portrait
I gaze beyond my mirror,
The iron sculpture that never loses identity
For my status, I am dragged beyond my enthralled destiny

For this hour they shall lead away
By the winds,
To segregate their futures,
But the strength of their minds will be
The fortress against their sorrow

The old unseen serpent swallows up
The unholy triangle
Made in the fog

The birth of death
The everlasting life for those who have kept
Their souls attached

The spiritual passion shapes the shadow of within
How easy their eyes follow the dark ring of the moon
But how wasteful can become an untouched orama,
For the inner wisdom rises from within

Rises from within