| 歌曲 | Black Aureole |
| 歌手 | Lunar Aurora |
| 专辑 | Ars Moriendi |
| From my pain's denial, mourning whispers come to life. | |
| Hell, crawling up to stigmatize my soul again in this aureole, above the waving cold. | |
| The shining, strong and gruesome destined to witness, with thorns in my eyes. | |
| Myself, holding the heart of all my life, there in my shivering hands, into the aureole, above the waving cold. | |
| A sacred kiss, let it fall, down, into the elder cosmic sea, where the winds have risen. | |
| There in the utter woe, there where they haunt so cold... |