Passing labyrinth of fates Priests of shadow're entering the hall of deads
Now as many years ago Master of black sphere's bringing me to the
Altar and ceremony of the second baptizing and birth in flesh begins.
So there has already been fear
Night of the world that just feel asleep [bad word] from abyss of unbeing
Rises from dusty ancient capital of cities of the dark.
[And the people of shadow hail the new King]

The rite of baptizing is legal, here supreme priest's taking out
Hiding place the sword of power handing it me.

My palms embracing the shaft and I understand that all will die
Behind my neck there the shadow of the shadows
But somewhere behind sticky as flesh walls of nature,
Which are more than Life and Death, mourn my Return.