The call of the black god (reverence to the moon, soul of night)

Raise your eyes and contemplate the vast horizon
In which the night knocks down its black mantle
Listen... the eternal silence...

Observe the vast darkness that closes up at this mystic forest,
Where malignant energy emanates full occult wisdom
Liberate your spirit, be guided by its essence
Be integrated in this occult kingdom

Contemplate this figure of extreme beauty,
It freezes the soul, it inspires our black verses
Just its rans tocross the dense foliages of this forest...

Oh moon, you that drunk me with your majestic rans,
You that to witnessing millennium
All the secret and sacred rites of the earth...

You are that it inspires us by this gloomy night...

In my ear echo the call,
The call of the black god, the renegade rebelliousness spirit,
Attend this impure call,
Be proud of our destiny
We are slaves of the terrestrial pleasures
Luxurn, vices and libertinisms...
We are free, we are children of the pleasures...
We renounced the divine flame... we renounced...