vision of dying masses creeping under my feet black phantoms rise from the forgotten places of deepest hell plenilune of sorrow fomrs dressed in freezing flames weeping blasphemous mantras twisting my brain graves are calling infernal kantles posses my mind plenilune of sorrow spirit in anger surrounded by griefs buried in pain I'm condamned to be from the sky moon shines bright for my doom from this void flame burns cold for my flash from my eyes blood tears flow in this plenilune of sorrow