My black soul, slowly bleeds
Fragrant sweat, slowly drops
I scream(s?) for pleasure in presence of death
Violence is my life blood
Nobody dares to look at me
My eyes are full of disgrace

Fly, fly away – my black soul

Your face twisted by fear incites my cells
My blood regenerated by horror
I laugh observing your rotten minds
And feed myself with brutal things

Fly, fly away – my black soul

Arcane symbols are my light and my trust
Dead skin adorns my body and my soul
In hoc etiam anima poenas exhibet

Your face twisted by fear incites my cells
My blood regenerated by horror

Fly, fly away – my black soul