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The inexpugnable sisters of the mist advance with anger,

behind the impetuous march, the kingdom of mystical darkness.

Fine blades of crystal kiss and bless.

Hyperborean wind spirits embrace from within

Luciferian strings, drums of fire.

The stormy night's orchestra

celebrates the warrior in his fate

Oh! Perpetual nocturnal quintessence...

awake the unlight's might!

Omnipresent dominion over the draconian nexus

Infernal forge of imperishable senses

Black magic galaxies gathered in the hidden dimension

Angels of the final twilight fly free beyond the penumbra

Poets gallop on winged demons, dark perceptions of clarity

Farewell! to the holy river, to the wonderful filth

The imperial chariot of argent rides

through the nebular landscape

pale brilliance of ethereal wine

Mistress of three faces. Attend!

The royal daughter has died

Uncursed from dogmatic mistakes

Embattled at the glorious path of power

Crowning the sin, and unveiling the grace,

the gate opened to both sides

Finally, seeds of the same nature

The dying phantom of the cross sinks into oblivion

Exiled, never to return, never more

"Now my will is the hammer which molds this world"

Night's spell, take me away

from the forlorn dungeons of the masks

Like a raven through the unholy shine

so far away, where the mind feels not the time

In this mighty glory

Night's spell release me from the graves

made of fear and holy lies

Like a wolfpack through the cosmic woods

Forever more, where the soul is not a vassal

Where I'm dark in glory with the night