Obscūra superficies
Clarum barathrum
Venenātum vĭdēre
Sānātĭo scrūtāri

Ancient ritual, necromantic
Through the gates of hell we'll march
We will cross the human pain
Descending way

Surface and abyss will be as one
To regenerate new life
From chaos reborn complete
Our psyche gleams

In the rite of nekyia
We face death and darkness
Embrace the horrific aims
To win our pain

Spirits of subconscious
We invoke your immortal glance
Your power reigns with us
Falling we will arise

Life and death are in perfect balance
When we look inside the depth
Everyone walks his own path
To the divine

"Descent into hell in the future"
Is our putrid sailing
To the shores of elysium
An endless well

In the rite of nekyia
We face death and darkness
Embrace the horrific aims
To win our pain

Spirits of subconscious
We invoke your immortal glance
Your power reigns with us
Falling we will arise