Oh queen of long sleepless nights I see an holocaust in your eyes Mistress of my more infernal hours Dandling my body in your seven solitudes. As an harpy you seized my wandering soul Then covered it with a black kiss of death So that I became cold , as those sad journeys That know the art of intoxicating lifes. Genocide fills the air Impartial evil mistress of my life demised. So far from the eyes of judgement I fly on the sad notes of silence There , where all misanthropies are childish And souls enjoy pure darkness. Oh ancient city You call me as a sad moon I love and hate you , As by mankind you have been slain. When will we meet us again Beloved queen of harmony?