Night comes down Wisdom of nature is here When graveyards slumber Comes to our soul Cancer on brain Deconsecrate, mysteriousness Blind eye that cannot see All together gives growth Six-hundred misery Goat from beside Mournful Nature-hate Monument of frozen soil Sacrilegious Misanthropist Cleansing with march Forces of all Ah, ha ha ha And condemn your fusion with grace Your choice has been dead! This time is not so far, death days! No beauty is everlasting... Suspect! Lust and pleasure awares Your heart no longer will exist Became my slave I'm your idol Inner sanctum, pity from (the) bells