The sky it turn blasphemous In the announcement of the opening of the porch In immovable delay it is the cosmic shade In the east the moon governs The slow passage of the fall of the sun Here they are those that detest the day And will wake up to tehom (solo warrior) Oh! "mother night" Our faithful refuge Malignant ghost Impure spirit Black prophecies Oh! agnan, Ia alastor, Oh! volac, Ishtar, fleuretti! Wall... Here they are those that detest the day And will wake up to tehom (solo warrior)