Facilis Descensus Averni

The myriads of ages drown in ravenous waters,
Devouring everything on their way,
So coldly and indifferently annihilating the past and wiping it out of planet's ancient face.

For myriads of ages I'm strangling in these waters,
Trying to fight the stream,
And my feverish attempts only prevent me from drowning,
But the endless deep will never let me escape,
Though its waters are boiling around me.

When the full-moon madness shatters angels in alphabetical order,
I'm the first after god.
I know I have to be dissolved in the past,
But that's not me, who should die.

And when the shot and bleeding sun dies in these endless waters,
Covering them all with blood-red, and thus uncovering their killer nature,
When the full-moon madness shatters angels in alphabetical order,
I'm the first after god.
And I know, it's my time.

While someone overland is putting on my face.