Caedes Cruenta - Chants from a Black Ancient Tomb

I Saw the Cinders of my Burning Body, Scattering Away..
I Heard the Calling of the Dead From the Carbonized Pantry
Torturing Screams are Reciting Words as the Fullmoon is Burning
The Darkest Realms Beyond the Visible World of This Black and Remote Ancient Tomb..

The Black Ruined Stones of Granite
Halfshut Gate and the Hoeings of Apse
Remainders From the Cases, I'm Lying In The Empty Coffin..

They're Wandered In The Apocryphal Groves
They Have Corrupted By Death And Dissolution
Frigid Places, Adamant Gate, Opressive Spectres, Unknown Beings..

The Shivering Shadows In Hell, A Sound Like An Unworldly Bell
The Secrets Of Ancient Tomb, Dark Spirit Of The Lonely Den...

When The Alchemy Of Nature Transform The Wooded Landscape,
to an Alive and Almost Uniform Green Entity..
There Was an Irritating Scream From the Mysterious Soul of the Forest..
..And the Dark Coldly Depths That Called me... to This Black Ancient Tomb..

When the Gloaming Felt Down, the Face of an Old Deceased Appeared
The Illusion That I Faced Myself In The Mirror It Was Real..
I'm Uttering Insults As The Gray Aurora Light Is Rising..
And When I'll Rest In My Lost Grave Again, Darkness Will Eventually Return...