Thy gruesome cries so thin On thus you will succeed The amorphous illusions Thwart your willingness to believe The beauty disturbed The amulet, opener of forgotten doors "Eads back to that doomed tiara-night See thyself wild in hysteria Death's irony The beauty disturbed "Isten to this tortuous threnody Filled with the pain Thou can see where betrayal shall bring thee Death's obligatory Where all elements melt to one And odious memories perish together with you Should have seen the omen, the mirror Death's reality Cry, your threnody will be heard For thy suffocated minds The tortuous sound as angels' voices The phobia, in search for ancestral blood An arable force from the past "Eads back to the atrocious roots The deep inner soul, never to be exposed The axiom you can't deny or better Drags you down into a lost abyss The hymn stops, fear will reign Death's cruelty