Now you're welcome in the graveyard
Dance of the air around the grave where you will lie

It's a premonition, hour of the death
An anniversary of a child that not rest in peace

Enter the cemetery, in the dead of night
The miasma of the earth, there's a manifestation

Begin when the rigor mortis, leave the wave of life

Ignis fatuus, occult of the nature
It has been the flame of a stake that never languish

Shining breath on the mirror surface
Through the resurrected dead
Regressive remember of foregoing life
Remorse that does not find peace
It's too late to repent