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Under a dark sleep

my blind soul awake

looking the portrait that guide

to the eternal wisdom.

In this infinite night

my soul will be immortal

I am prepared to the meet

with my dark freedom.

You are waiting for my soul

in this night

under a cold of the moon

what my body tremble

in a magic trance

and waiting to awake.

Oh Lord of hell

open the portrait now

reborn among the darkness

in the night of the dead.

My soul, my blood

and the essence of my being

in this eternal conjure

will come my reborn.