Tekstovi: Elend. A World In Their Screams. Userpens.

Et voici que le periple s'aceve.
J'ai tente de circonscrire le monde, mais le voila perdu dans sa course.
La terre est rouge sang, le ciel rouge sang, la mer rouge sang.
L'Omphale hurle de tenebres.
Les vautours geants regnent desormais sans partage.
Onde de sang, vent ardent: l'Omphale hurle de tenebres.
Alors viens, viens car tel est ton royaume.

Viens... Viens...

[English translation:]

And here the journey ends.
I have tried to circumscribe the world, but it is lost in its course.
The soil is bloodred, the sky bloodred, the sea bloodred.
The Omphalos screams of darkness.
From now on the giant vultures will reign without mercy.
Wave of blood, burning wind: the Omphalos screams of darkness.
So come ? come, for such is your kingdom.
Come... Come...