Three men are going down into the sepolcreto One of them lies by days into the coffin He is receiting the prayers for the dead Surrounded himself by the breeze of d**h Wrapped in sudaria in a state pseudo-cadaverical Funeral vestements are their mortuary clothes In front the grave circle drawning mixture burning Tomb is openend, coffin uncover, sound of bell Corpse wet with hot young blood Expiation made before the consultation Magician precept, officiator of the rite Sacrifice, appearing the manes of the dead Walking down, along the corridor - Look around, and see a lot of tombstones Light names and old images - Gloomy place, receiving relations in tears Child's decapitated head winging neck him On the golden slab engraving demon's name Surrounded by candles, worshipping idols, receiving answers What's happened that night remains secret of Catacomba