Death and storm demons that preclude
The distance that does not matter anymore
Fall before me
The one who challenges, the ruinous kraken
Through the vortexes and tombs
Thou art the wings of destiny
Interlude on Olympus's gates
Conqueror of medusa's head
Thou shalt disenchant thyself
By the nightfall of another day
An iron pride, cumbersome when haunted
In jade's green eyes, an eerie spell
The mask shall fall before me
Sworn to be an elan of darkness
Not written nor wished
Forget about the magic journey
That still insists and must be forgotten
With no speech or Homeric destination
Beholding the cathedral and thy castle
By the nightfall of another day