After a great explosion of fumes and dust
my tired eyes see through the heavy dark fog
the mountain range stands alone
the desert Montes Carpatus
imposing icons of the lifeless world

While the fumes slowly dispels
the dim light trickles like a weeping of despair
over the morbid cliffs of the Lord of Darkness' lais
my spirit wanders through the eternal night

through these mournful galleries of stone
despair...

I reach the true roots of my sorrow
when I meet the entrance of the Iniquou's Realm
a stargate to the actual reason of the existence of the spirit
the revelation of the darkness' magnitude
before the immensity of the cosmos

And though these visions are my
suffering's enlargement, I know that
across the centuries, my unpure shoul shall resist
arrested on this immense prison of iniquity and pain
Still my pride have been washed with that blood
these morbid symbols have no value anymore

so wandering in these desolated paths I have finally comprehended
the essence of lost and sadness, and all the destruction which
reigns over this world now.

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