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Winter has broken my lethargy

Inviting me to outcry night again

In the malicious, tragic age

My blood awakens from the rotten corpse

Occulted eternally by antique curses

Mighty light of my beginning

Return to complete foredoom prophecy

Wich has griefly everlasted my life

In a past with no time

Oh diabolic pact of romantic suicides

Give us back the night’s supremacy

That rested beneath shadows of our wings before

Enthralling to the spell of night’s spirit in

Ancestral medieval dreams

And he sees the night come to him into the

Darkness…

Feel the infinite supremacy of the last poetry

Like and archaic vision of dark equilibrium

Your spirit rules again with sinister hate

Engendered for the obscure contemplation

Of gold dreams

Where he sees the light come to him into

The darkness

Transdimenional fullmoon invokes me

To reign night spiritual desolation

Shall this be thy night (of eternal, majestic darkness)?

Voices clamming for the black sun empire

A hidden mystery born before the creation of

Time

A universe without dimensions

The human minds can not even suspect

Night come to me from the past

Where the storm souls hides of the light

That mirrors your dark interior mystery

In the abyss of my nocturnal supremacy

Dawn breaks the prophecy

Like an archaic vision of dark equilibrium

Las poetry must be conjured again

Enthralling the spell of night’s spirit in

Ancestral, medieval dreams

And he sees the night come to him into the

Darkness…

Feel the infinity supremacy of the last poetry

Like an archaic vision of the dark equilibrium

Your spirit rules again with sinister hate

Engendered for the obscure contemplation

Of old dreams

Where he sees the light come to him into the

Darkness of nocturnal supremacy…