| For a long time now, the night reigns over the world | |
| We face a new climate: wet and cold | |
| Far are the brilliant and warm recollections | |
| The brilliant star died and it is no more than a doubtful memory | |
| Lands, rot | |
| Everything is only swamps and tortuous trees | |
| The herb, is not any more and plains are transformed into desert of grey sand | |
| Back to the cave | |
| The sun will nevermore rise up | |
| Back to the blind | |
| Black carry on and reign everywhere | |
| Trees were transformed into sinuous and chaotic forms | |
| Dropping their branches tortuous and desperate on the uniform dark ground | |
| Along | |
| Torches and candles seem to be reflected the stars of the system | |
| In the spirits, the hostility grows, men pray for a superior help | |
| Back to the cave | |
| The sun will nevermore rise up | |
| Back to the blind | |
| Black carry on and reign everywhere | |
| Lands, rot | |
| Everything is only swamps and tortuous trees | |
| Sacrifices | |
| Make run blood on altars, welcome in this new world, the world of eternal night | |
| Back to the cave | |
| The sun will nevermore rise up | |
| Back to the blind | |
| Black carry on and reign everywhere | |
| Back to the cave | |
| The sun will nevermore rise up | |
| Back to the blind | |
| Black carry on and reign everywhere |