Into the Catacomba - Mortuary Drape

Three men are going down into the sepolcreto

One of them lies by days into the coffin

He is reciting the prayers for the dead

Surrounded himself by the breeze of death

Wrapped in sudaria in a state pseudo-cadaverical

Funeral vestements are their mortuary clothes

In front the grave circle drawning mixture burning

Tomb is opened, coffin uncover, sound of bell

Corpse wet with hot young blood

Expiation made before the consultation

Magician precept, officiator of the rite

Sacrifice, appearing the manes of the dead

Walking down, along the corridor — Look around, and see a lot of tombstones

Light names and old images — Gloomy place, receiving relations in tears

Child’s decapitated head winging neck him

On the golden slab engraving demon’s name

Surrounded by candles, worshipping idols, receiving answers

What’s happened that night remains secret of Catacomba