The Moon Lay Hidden Beneath A Cloud

As jewels of a marble kind

A curtain of black fell like rain

Of Hag the dusk awaken the dead

And the sun bled away

Eu oiço o crepusculo cantar

São os filhos da noite que em melodias obscuras

Desejam o luar com paixão e ansiedade

E que com ódio amaldiçoam a luz

Aghast the sun hides

Ra ashamed

The ominous vulture screams

And an ebbing light is wrung by nightfall

Eden is in ruins, flames of carmine glow in midnight skies

Reflections in the waters as a dance of shadows

In pale horizons the moon lay hidden beneath a cloud

And thrive to dominate - Ate queen of the dead

Cold frost falls from a pallored sky

A shadded funeral firmament as horizon

The twilight of a sun through the wail of dusk

As the moon lay hidden beneath a cloud

And the crow wept and so did the sun

Sharing tears of blood like the sweetest wine

In choir the breed of the night sing forth the dark

Of the singing dusk to welcome the eternal night

So by Autumn leaves the queen is crowned

The glowing scythe through fogs of funeral reaping life

Dawn be fearful of the disgrace of an ebbing sun

Hidden beneath a cloud a black moon brings forth chaos

Held the jewels of atrocity

On streams of crystal dreams in slumber

At dawn the sleep, by dusk they haunt

The children of the damned

And let immortality kiss the skin of Lilith

As the deathly Ereshkigal walks the Yaruu

Diva of black vests empossed and seductive might

In feasts of ambrosia and orgies for the gods

"Depressa, depressa ó dragões da noite!

Que a manhã possa descobrir o olho do corvo"

"E agora secretas e negras bruxas da meia-noite?"

Shakespeare

Like an harpia, the betraying face of an angel

Vulture in hunting fashion, fallen from the Zenith

Yggdrasil, the nest of Fenris, Hel goddess of Elvidnir

Night and day are nine from Asgard

As the Górgona bathes in crimson infernal lakes

Of sibilant serpents and horrors that descend to the abysmal lands

A petreal image in the Eternal night

At the doors of Ishtar the decline of an empire

"A não ser que a Górgona saindo dos lagos infernais

Armada de horrores e caracóis de serpentes sibilantes

Me torne, pela visão monstruosa,

Numa imagem pétrea na noite Eterna."

Homer

And listen to the singing dusk

As the moon lay hidden beneath a cloud

The ominous vulture screams

To poison the ebbing light... forever doomed

As jewels of a death painted red

Like a curtain of raining blood

Hag the moon, queen of the dead

Bleeding the sun away... forever

Hidden beneath a cloud a black moon brings forth chaos