Empheris - The Black

Dawn, which in this day was restoring the life,
To those, who was drowned in their dreams,
Took me away to subsistence and ordered.
My death to smell like the morning...

I walked through the labyrinths of kingdom underneath,
In foreign, flesh - impure and full of maggots.
Slave-bitches of Toth mangled me
And I was wounded by yelling Nishubhur.
Inside saint flame of Nuskhu!
Take me away from this grave!

Ninnghzmidd with serpent skin
Poisoned by its venom, the remains of my soul.
Yet I hear spongy steps of Namtar.
And he, who hangs in the balance of times…

I'ag Cthul! I'ag Cthul! I'ag Cthul! I'ag Cthul!..

In odor of rotten incense
On the fractioned piece of while.
I've smelled something strange burning,
A part of me was convinced, at last…