De magnum opus obscurus
A new era was it is arriving
Prelude of a new order
The great mirror of cosmos,
Universal garden of evil souls
Reveals to me in an immortal dream,
The promise of (this) new legacy
The birth of a new generation,
Conceived under the shade of

Among the vallen, mountains and forests
When falling of darkness and the appearance of the moon
Among dark crypts, when rule of morbid symphony of the winds
That blow for the lonely plain
To the solitary songs of the wolves that exalt the lover moon
Eternal children of darkne

Sortilege, luxury, inconfessable vices
Sodomics and safic snatches
Oh, great baphomet
Possess this virgin whose the backs
They will serve as altar for its ritual
Receive these infernal sacraments, woman
Renounce god and swear submission to the prince of darkness

Beg

The darkness involves my soul,
Endless images grow before my eyes
Sepulchral smells involve atmosphere,
There is darkness in every place...

Sullen vociferations echoing through the abysmal darkness
I feel a spectral melacholy wich rules this sabbatical night
Whispers go

Raise your eyes and contemplate the vast horizon
In which the night knocks down its black mantle
Listen... the eternal silence...

Observe the vast darkness that closes up at this mystic forest,
Where malignant energy emanates full occult wisdom
Liberate your spirit, be guid

When the unspeakeable rotten virus touch the soul,
With his corrosive perception of the forbidden,
He'll free the lustful and angry impure passions;
So we'll give ourselves to his true light shine,
Only in it exists reason, the lost emotion
Which carry us to the sullen and ma