Tonight the moon no longer shines The Dark invades the graveyard Eagerly I walk the path that leads into the Crypt The votive lamps are flickering Casting shadows all round I graze the slabs and try to hear The rustling from inside Hail! Hail! Sorrow hail! Keeper of this garden The smell of dead which fills the air Exalts your mournful realm I leave the place of light and sun Where people fear the gloom And silently I celebrate The World beyond the tomb Into the Crypt... Nothing seems to dwell this side, A so material silence But the damp way of spirits' come Is far from being so dumb I reached a place I didn't know Whose light comes from their past lives The exciting vibes of ancient spells Reveal the arts practised Into the Crypt...