The praise of man has now turned to spells Legions of the night Come on We enshrine this glorious black deluge nights Their pulse in fear is high We
deluge sweeps the landscape Seething waters rush Elegant waves of devastation Erects then plunge upon life We enshrine this glorious black deluge night
Traducció: Negre, Aura. Negre de la nit de diluvi.
