The dawn is invisible 
 voices from the depths 
 to the darkest valleys i hold my path 
 undeserved crown 
 unbless thy light 
 these woods with ancient glory 
 roots eternally hide down below 
 with dark spheres among the flames 
 awaken, 
 the forest's soul 
 solace of forest 
 craves my empty soul 
 lost, 
 these hideous creations 
 meaningless, 
 but they will never get me... 
 my grim possessions leading the revenge 
 the heretical mission 
 horns against 
 with floating faces down 
 they soon will sink 
 stigmating the liar 
 the heresy burnes in fire 
 negation..of creation 
 the visions of mutilation 
 carving the lies 
 [bad word] of passion 
 there is no salvation 
 ad aeternam blasphemia