Empty as a decomposing tomb
Driven by the wings of a swarm
The specter of lies continues to carry its burden
We lit the pyre of divine dominance
From dawn to dusk

For the seraphim who contemplated the fall of Eosphoros
Flaming like lightning
Flogged by the murmur of the night
The violator, the scorn
Diving into the fires of hell

Lux Fero, watch the twilight in the dust of your tomb
Oh Cosmos that collide with the flaming flame of rebirth
Carrying the flame of omnipotence
For revenge not late
For the redeemed church
For Plácido and Potito
Ben-Shahar numb by the poison of death's stunted hands
Complete purge, diabolic elimination
Claiming the Eternal Throne
The glory of Christ's empire