The memorization On thousands of suffered souls gladdens you The place where you are is unavowed You are surrounded by black monoliths The engraved grimaces Persecutes you from your past These are the souls Which you obliterated The grimaces become alive Envincing you prediction You try to scream But you mouth is sutured The monoliths take the grimaces shape Monoliths of the black hordes Precursors of your funeral Vegeance of your deeds Dictated by the unholy lord Your faces’s skin slowly abrogates Your feet’s flesh yoke’s To the blazing subsoil The darkness devours you