The aim of the serpent, the serpent's creation
Reveals itself now through crystal spheres
He's riding the waves as a real conqueror

Colliding with ships, the ships of the kings
He owns your sword!


The emerald weapon, the steel of the heroes
Flow the black tears of dark angels
Your blade is now serving the dark force

The evil source of the unborn
The truth is there in this hands


Quando corpus Moretur
fac Ut animae donetur


Starless is my night, silent is my ride
Through the paradox of wisdom to the sea of souls
Nel silenzio tragiche realta


We are reaching the brutal, the tragic dimension
Led by reflections, reflections of death

The ghost in the fog... wander lamenting
While violence devours my wasted brain
Let me awake!


The astral bewitchment is the fatal witness
Of created surge of chaos

I reflect the constellations' fall
Now close your eyes and fight blind
The moon is dying, don't fear his might


Quando corpus Moretur
fac Ut animae donetur


Starless is my night, silent is my ride
Through the paradox of wisdom. to the sea of souls


Nel silenzio tragiche realta


Fierce blows the wind, infinite fires
On Elnor sea hail to the king!
He died as brave, oh valiant hero

But so in vain, facing the storm the storm!

And soon the snakes of the abyss

Swallowed the mighty wood ship
While the waves of the bloody ocean
Were reaching the walls of the falling town


Quando corpus Moretur
fac Ut animae donetur


Starless is my night, silent is my ride
Through the paradox of wisdom to the sea of souls


Nel silenzio tragiche realta
Nel silenzio tragiche realta