Huge trees dominate the immense.  They're without a natural color.  Only the night, darkness, obscurity  drawn on'em wonderful esoteric shadows.  I revived in my memories (But I don't live).  I'll blot out my memories.  I revived, I live in a pale light that is on my walk.  Doom is written!  Memoriam Tenere!  I still see your cerulean eyes, fixing me and  hiding behind - White candles -  I see you, you run, you escape  But it's useless - ha ha ha ha -  You know it's too late, doom is written.  - Memoriam Tenere -Don't use your tears, I'm heartless! -  A drop of your blood,  drop by drop - slowly -  The death will come, a drop of my sperm - will be -  The child of hate, of my hate - you... -  Don't be afraid, you won't die under - the hot sun -  the mantle of Novembre will tie your chains  - And you will slowly die -  slow your suffering, slow my pleasure  Memoriam Tenere - Worshipping your dead flesh -  Memoriam Tenere - Smelling your stench -