"December. 1450 A.D., The plague devastates the mankind, The despair takes hold of the streets; Through the window, I see people that doesn't have anything. Besides the cold as their only bed, Where they spill their cold winter tears..."
Oh pain! sovereign of the human feelings Suffering, the tyrant that desolates the souls The chaos is supreme Disillusion, the cause of my anguish
My spirit rest in the darkness As a lethal glance involved in mourning I hear the silence, but Full grief screams destroy my desires In the echoes of the infinite
My body, whose face nobody knows Removes the last vital forces Of those which in vain seek salvation I destroy their hopes and take them for my Darkness
However, the splendor of thy face Illuminated me With rays of freedom Thou wert the more beautiful damsel Conceived by the nature As Goddess of Salvation My Salvation
The innocence of thy glance bewitched The ones that dared approach of thy look And i was too near...
My arms involved thee My reason was far The lust possessed us But my demoniac nature commanded me...
The darkness dissipated all the light All the dreams were dead On the wall, the mirror, showed me The unseen evil destroyed thee, my beloved Making a horrendous supper of blood
What remains me now Is to let the blood flow Forthese incisions in my pulses Because with blood i write my sad memories Memories of my impure heart Lifeless, but immortal...