Tearful eyes, exhausted, reflecting Staring at the gloomy, empty, cold night On the eyelids, dismal lethargy The heart's pa**in begind to exhaust The entire life briefly consumes itself For one dies a little while one sleeps... Dark shadows, sinister dreams Heavy gates for putrid nightmares That my bed of sad thoughts Thirstily watch over in a Way that I can't stoop them Flying fast violating the world's veils Reality and illusion unite Themselves in dirty bonds Distant outcries echo in darkness Screams of pain scattered in the air Laments in the wind, night sorrows Night outcries of excruciating pain Melodic music mysterious melancholy Femnis funereal songs in the cold night The laments of the night are motherly weepings Through the birth of horrors in unmoving buds The pale mother of my macabre fears Excruciates the filthy fertile belly in disenchantments Bringing nightmares and unknown fears In the form of fetid, fatal, torn foetus The darkness baby sins of human lives Appears the light in buds of nascent degradation Children like skulls, corrupted children Echoes of the birth of a sick world Children of the repressed fury. Mrs funereal Here are the heirs of the depraved human misery