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 darkness

We will follow on this night the master of the sacred mysteries,

of passions and carnal instincts

Through Acheron we will hear the voice of the eternal wisdom,

the full knowledge this genius of darkness

that will guide us even Lord of Legions

And when falling of the cold night, with a tone silver printing in the firmament,

The full monn... soul of the night!!!

Nocturnal warriors, leave its crypts to greet her,

which bring get a legacy of blood

Luciferi Glorium...

And in the threshold of death the slay and earth will meet,

the slay in flames will be and the cry of every celestial hierarchy echo

on the earth

True warriors wil just seize the sword of truth

nailed in the heart of all the white hordes,

the awakening of a new era was it is for arriving

The lamb will be decapitated and with its blood we will offer our eternal victory

the true light will shine, our words and acts will prevail

In Nomine Luciferi Glorium...