Hast thou behold, a corpse so wretched in awe? Hast thou behold, a centurial accursed spirit, aiming to eternity? Hast thou lurked down, to the feet of he who walked through the scorched earth? Hast thou yet heard the cries of anguish (that came) from beyond? Hast thou yet heard the axiom of those who cannot sleep? Hast thou yet known that homo homini lupus? Hast you bewitched yourself in the deliquescence of sin? To fall again, and again, and again towards the unknown O, ominous breath, in the pierced lung, leaking vital scent O, opprobrious wizard, hast not you yet, unveiled the quest beyond O, hold high thy children, for thy glory is in newborn relieved O, sink the dagger forth, evil spirit who opposes to this rebirth