The hunters of gold are searching All chthonian wealth exhuming the past Any affront to the ancients I swore to them, will be your last Blinded by greed for these treasures Filth has already ripped out their mind A warning to you have been given You will be turned into stone none can find
Οι ερινύες με τα μαύρα φτερά, προσεγγίζουν σαν αρπακηκά Πυρ αποπνέουοες και φίδια φέρουοτς Με βλέμμα γεμάτο οργή και μένος που στάζει στη γη Ασεβείς τιμωρούν, δε λυπούνται ούτε στον θάνατό τους
Hear the silence After violence Persecution Retribution
For thousands of years his haunted soul Is constantly guarding the alchemical caves I'm hiding in shadows or in mist And after the sunset the darkness i praise The time of the oath has arrived Night demons sensing this infernal night The impious men have been punished Their eyes will never again see the light
Hear the silence After violence Persecution Retribution