Ten centuries the fortress will stand,
walls fallen asleep shout mute,
and horned lords will bend before that,
who is not born yet from the owner of darkness,
midnight will come,
the moon will be eclipsed,
and the crypt will open where are based that power that,
has given a name to the ground and people,
many-sided,
the seventh,
pure...

The despair will come only with approach of fury dark