The coming end of the light
The Sun and the Moon disappear
The shadows and the darkness
Becoming the desire of death

Frostbitten ravens with sores
Dying in my embrace
Farewell with pure hatred
In the middle of colourless grassland

Strange voices and bestial winds
I relish flowing through my mind
Along with echoes of demonic whispers
I try to unchain all the irresolution

For all sacred tears of the life
Let the rain and haze purify all souls
Set the fire over the silence
Let the ashes of your thoughts scattered away

Where the angel whining in the dusk
Then day become the night

The atmosphere fallen down
Such as beautiful phenomenon
As I fallen down into a valley
Of the great victorious dimension