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A misty-veiled vault appears between Hesperis and Dysis

Only three torches with fixed flames are twinkling

Some guilty souls begin to be rotten by remorse

Remaining hours before Auge seem to be eternity

Our hag-ridden hands still have the same brutality to grasp

Our ancestral fingernails still sharpened to tear, to shred your mind

The whistling sound of the hellish whip thou hast heard

Sweet echo of our wings threshing the winds

Hailstorms… in ferocity and cruelty now we obey

Our lords… we will claim their supremacy

Consecrated lunacy changes our neverending will of Justice

We'll Hunt till suicide transcends obsession

We hearken and slyly thousands of stab wounds

Lacerate every fragment of our own rapture in misery

We are the mighty Erinyes

When you whisper we detect a terror stricken feeling

once your eyes closed you see our shaking silhouettes mirror

All these nymphs languorously stroking their beloved children

Frightened when blood red stains their so pure crystal skin

We are the mighty Erinyes.

Our bloodshed trip has been heard everywhere yet

Implacable divinities and fearsome Warriors

Unquenchable goddesses of torment and eternal pain

Praeludium caedendi alati

Sorores genitae nocte whose ancestral hate

Is eternally dictated from Ouranos (blood)

Tormenting madness inflicted upon all subspecies

Survivors will testify of a preludium

Hailstorms… in ferocity and cruelty now we obey

Our lords… we will claim their supremacy

Hailstorms… in ferocity and cruelty now we obey

Our lords… we will spread their terror

Their terror