I see the blaze crossing the horizon that inverts in fire burning Remembering me the agony of the guilty Slaves of desire and of the lie When the ray pa** the sky tears the eternal blackness The thunder roar but their spirits are detained silent Shine as much for bless as slander The Ancient Flames of Darkness burn the heart of the spirits In the eyes see their inner secrets In this life wich days have no decay Visions revealed in a secret place And their faces recovered in intimate gloom All the living must cross the triangle To join their shadowy being disunited The deep sleep from initial crown Allows the cursed possibility When the ray pa** the sky tears the eternal blackness The thunder roar but their spirits are detained silent Shine as much for bless as slander The ancient flames of darkness burn the heart of the spirits Alone in the Dark the seek for the lost silent shadow Feel the expulsion of the putrid recent inclination Inverted by withdrawal of the walls of illusion Without the veil, united upon the inner fountain of blood A penetrate and corrosive cold follows it burial Sounding the fatidic rumor of winds carressing the wood The twilight dies and the sinister coffin goes on the march That leads the centuries to the famishing grave that awaits ...