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After a great explosion of fumes and dust

my tired eyes see through the heavy dark fog

the mountain range stands alone

the desert Montes Carpatus

imposing icons of the lifeless world

While the fumes slowly dispels

the dim light trickles like a weeping of despair

over the morbid cliffs of the Lord of Darkness' lais

my spirit wanders through the eternal night

through these mournful galleries of stone

despair...

I reach the true roots of my sorrow

when I meet the entrance of the Iniquou's Realm

a stargate to the actual reason of the existence of the spirit

the revelation of the darkness' magnitude

before the immensity of the cosmos

And though these visions are my

suffering's enlargement, I know that

across the centuries, my unpure shoul shall resist

arrested on this immense prison of iniquity and pain

Still my pride have been washed with that blood

these morbid symbols have no value anymore

so wandering in these desolated paths I have finally comprehended

the essence of lost and sadness, and all the destruction which

reigns over this world now.