| I can hear it... | |
| I can hear the Crow... the Crow... | |
| Buried and forgotten, in these shadows of past, | |
| I wait the songless bird, whose nest is my rest. | |
| This gasp of trust is something like a refuge... | |
| Will be this lustful voyage really the last? | |
| Now, I can see... she's rising from delight... | |
| The lady in black... she brings me the Crow... | |
| The naked mistress... blesses me with immortality, | |
| As I fly on wings of lust to the unconquered lands... | |
| Among the night the Crow dances wild | |
| On the gentle embrace of his wings, | |
| While his generous chant is spread by the winds, | |
| Conquering the silence of the screams from tranquillity... | |
| Now, I can see... the shadow of the moonlight... | |
| The forest of pleasures... the tree of wisdom... | |
| These skies of virtue... clouds of eternal suffering... | |
| This endless river is swallowing me with darkness... | |
| Dance with me... Infinity... | |
| My eyes are bleeding with these visions of lost dreams, | |
| Each Tear of mine, for each silent moment of Desire... | |
| I'm awaking for the eternal night at the dream land, | |
| In this crystal temple, in this everlasting age... | |
| Here are the flames that froze my heart... | |
| That blackness that shows me light... |