Nímeo ayedíavük

To love something so much
that is needed just to be alive
instantly turns love into poison

And mood and spirit
and heart and soul
fade away...

Just bleeding
calls the hate
recalls the ancient
black life desire
the monster ofr surviving

Its life lights the heart
burns the blood
becames a weapon

And so love's arcane proposita
is fulfilled
An entire world is destroyed
Today a heart shall perish