The firmamentum, malediction of my presence,
within each star there is a devil
The firmamentum, malediction of my presence,
within each star there is a devil,
When the empty will fill the one,
god-devils will unite in the flames
The blood will turn black, and the moon will hide
in the shadowed corner of the universe.
I fall down blind in the blood
when I will wake up again
between masses singing feral litanies
I will leave my father, kill my brother,
and spread his limbs far away rejuvenate,
washing and cleaning my sons
before sacrifice them to the blade
redeeming my soul.
I commend myself to death,
instead of a hopeless redemption