Re-digging the ground, Bringing back the kingdom Which has already happened, Looking for archaic chapters of life written in blood To discover the evilness in the marks of the past. Re-establishing the dark sovereignty That has been already inherited, Walking back in serpent movements Drawn with corpses. Arising as a God to establish the forgotten, Screaming with my voice the memories of those who lived here, Ascending as a God to institute the forgotten, Shouting with my voice the echo of other echoes. Commanding the obscure "imperius" With vipers wrapped around my head From the darkness of the ancient splendor That has been inherited to me.