There, where I returned, a time of unrelenting horror...
Magicians clouded wisdom, revering names in solemn books.
A gust from an obscured epoch, when fear caged the hearts of men;
With a dagger in my hand, menace soaks the moment.

Dreamt glimpses of encrypted memories:<r>A journey far from here;
Am I you, who knows of my damned soil?

Later on they found me, all life drained, my eyes wide open.

Flowers on the tomb remind of life eternal;
Devolved to me, the wisdom of recondit centuries...
Dreaming of pure damnation...I remember...