There's no death,only mortal fright If you look to the moon, The moon is staring at you too, Cause i woke up from your dream. And i'am from your blood, Your pain comes with me again. Created from azag-thoh's blood, Old gods blew curse upon my being, Nar mataru lets me inside, The fiery death does not burn /me/, Cthulhu is calling/me/. The raven sleeps, maybe dying, It's breath hardly can be seen in the winter sundown Maybe somebody help for his wings To touch the sky again