Hello, black flame that licks this nude mass
Tears have watered the seed, the system has been launched
The moon goddess toasts and fills an empty chamber
Its echo pierces fearful hearts of forest dancers
Hello, pack of wolves, great to be with you
Strengthening a weak shell, filling the hunger of rightful existence
I retreat from the gates of Hades, heading for modern darkness
Tempting vision of night reigns on the horizon chaos
Timeless journey on the wings of a black raven
I see a crimson flesh in my victim's eyes
Endless way through the voice of death
The shell's thin blood satisfies the desire of being infinite
Coffin's abyss is calling me
Foretelling a walk in the moonlight
The presence of the past releases unlimited power
From which the knights of Jerusalem escaped
Mythical breath of ancient times
Made by the wind of the black raven
Set the infinite vector of a new activity
Growing forgotten light in the soul of a tied beast
Timeless journey on the wings of a black raven
I see a crimson flesh in my victim's eyes
Endless way through the voice of death
The shell's thin blood satisfies the desire of being infinite
From the gates of Hades towards modern darkness…
The elliptic circle of light fell upon an ancient hill
Veiled in stormy clouds I look into the eye of evil
Made of pain, torn off history
I'm listening to the voice of a sinister bird...
Wolves have howled again tonight
Bloodthirsty, in need of crimson hemoglobin
Come Pegasus, the guardian of Hades
Light the ancient fire in darkness
Hello, black flame that licks this nude mass
Tears have watered the seed, the system has been launched
The moon goddess toasts and fills an empty chamber
Its echo pierces fearful hearts of forest dancers
Hello, pack of wolves, great to be with you
Strengthening a weak shell, filling the hunger of rightful existence
I retreat from the gates of Hades, heading for modern darkness
Tempting vision of night reigns on the horizon chaos
Timeless journey on the wings of a black raven
I see a crimson flesh in my victim's eyes
Endless way through the voice of death
The shell's thin blood satisfies the desire of being infinite