No more these frozen nights

Boughs weighted with mystery

No more the calm and vast expanse

The icy plane where skates

These visions nivernal

O Sun, what rises now is falling

Burns the air and steals the old

What rises is hellfire not

The sun has come

To earth

O Night, North winds

O seven stars return

Hide me from the hostile light

That does not warm, but burns

O Sun, what rises now is falling

Burns the air and steals the old

What rises is hеllfire not

The sun has come to еarth

To earth

Sown whirlwinds return

As death's bright blade

Sweeps once verdant hills

The horizon hauls a burning sky

The earth a kiln

Dies Irae no more impends

Sothis' howl with Sybil's word blends

With Sybil's word

With Sybil's word

No sudden rush, no blinding flash

Just canicule unending

Orion's hound Sothis' howl

With Sybil's word blending