Crave for forgiveness burns in flames Hot sands and torrid stones A heavy mix of molten rain Devouring Earth. Does anyone know?
Why does the God of fire remain silent? All the alive are turned to dust The fire serves for the rise of Evil Hot sands are transformed into cutting glass
Purple blood with a light of darkness Idle wishes, Endless suffering Still horror is blazing bright Fierce fire spares nothing
They knew a crystal voice, they've got a useless shell The torture grows in every burning cell The Devil's poor toys. The red eagle from the sky Breaks burning flesh and Prometheus cries
The night came down, the Flame is fierce It seems that stars die in their spheres And like a madman cannot say A word of sacred name Vainly seeking for salvation The Earth is dying in pain
Charred stubs and snags at the place of fire A harmful miasma of their minds Who can disperse these suffocating lies? Who else can help the Sun to rise?
The last ceremony is finished We've lost a sacred fire inside A burning lake is diminished The ground is clear and dry
A new void is prepared for the seeds of rebirth The seeds of our incarnation The place for a foundation stone But maybe it's just an imitation?