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Et Nox Facta Est

Je suis le Grand Précipité!

Sad, the open mouth, and the feet towards the skies, the horror of the pit in front of my eyes

Four thousand years to fall while looking at the eternal dawn

The suns will die out around me

I fell struck down, dull silencer...

The lightning then thundered in the cold and deaf skies

Cain! Cain! Cain! I return to you!

Et Nox Facta Est

Alone and behind me in the eternal nights more slowly fell the feathers from my wings

Four thousand years to fall while looking at the eternal dawn

The suns will die out around me

I fell struck down, dull silencer...

The lightning then thundered in the cold and deaf skies

Cain! Cain! Cain! I return to you!

Does one call that the shipwreck or the night? The abyss was erased – Everything is formless

It was what is not anymore, Which from goes away, which is kept silent

Death! Lie! Hell!

I left my shoulder to quiver with the hideous cold of the membranous wing

And crossing the two arms and raising my face I looked at the cave of the shade...

Et Nox Facta Est

The suns will die out around me I fell struck down, dull silencer...

The lightning then thundered in the cold and deaf skies

Cain! Cain! Cain! I return to you!

Bones! Flesh! Blood!