The coming end of the light The sun and the moon disappear The shadows and the darkness Becoming the desire of death Frostbitten ravens with sores Dying in my embrace Farewell with pure hatred In the middle of colourless grassland Strange voices and bestial winds I relish flowing through my mind Along with echoes of demonic whispers I try to unchain all the irresolution For all sacred tears of the life Let the rain and haze purify all souls Set the fire over the silence Let the ashes of your thoughts scattered away Where the angel whining in the dusk Then day become the night The atmosphere fallen down Such as beautiful phenomenon As I fallen down into a valley Of the great victorious dimension