The entities of my lost dominion

Those majestic bringers of chaos and wisdom

Lead the rain of our discontent

To this precious land we have returned

To this decayed glory we have mourn...



But for what reason the temple of magnificence has been corrupted?

We have lost all the aura of greatness

This fight we now endure is the penance we must suffer

In the search of all that was, and again shall never be...



Mindbending atmosphere of irrevocable doubts

A sign of the strange anxiety that always have been within myself

Am I not a warrior? 

Yes, the proudest of all, lost in the foreboding darkness

That covers the land of The Chasm



A dark cloud of hate

The infinite flame that burns this dream

A sad message...