Scream throughout the city, through many howls,
Dead scream, they are all dead!
She exercises her reign over a city of slaves,
For man is the the most terrible animal.
Wars savage us and -
I know it - by giving in to the black heart of the night,
We abandon the common law.
Your life under the spear and soul on the sword;
The strokes of fortune are cruel.
Filaments of eternal night
Hidden from the line of time,
The winds burn the bodies ,
Erasing every trace,
Every symbol and
Every alliance.
But the cold will not extinguish the pyres.
And if I die, it's d 'welcome Boreas in my veins.
[English translation:]
Scream across the city, scream dead through a thousand screams: they are dead!
It exerts it's will over a city of slaves,
Because man is the most terrible beast.
The wars poison us, and
I know that by yielding to the black heart of the night
We will give up the common law.
Life under the lance and the soul on the sword:
The ways of fortune are cruel.
Filaments of eternal night
Torn from the line of time,
The winds burn the bodies,
Erasing traces, symbols or
Alliances.
But the cold will not extinguish the pyres.
And if I die, it is to welcome Boreas in my veins .

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