Blinding darkness of the soul
Treacherous vortices of madness
I need to hear the thunder of the storm
I need to feel the fire of the hells...
Sing dark maiden, appease my anger...
Make your voice resound in every foundation of my being...
Flood the empty caverns in my entrails
Fill them with fire, that they consume every part that has been stained...
That they incinerate all sin and leave only pain...
Absolute redemption, a scar on the face...
Sing dark maiden that your mournful voice
Is the only thing that silences the eternal mourning that lies impregnated in me...
Save me...
