After a million year break mankind survived in vain By the lack of a rich soil Only black vegs are obtain For there is nothing left then despair and an endless sight The force manipulates them "your own flesh is a delight" The zest for life becomes less Emotions drained by the Grim Primary urgencies of existence for the salvation of Him The end of all that conquers the beginning of damnation They will all suffer under common sad desperation "The zest for life drained by the Grim The end of all that conquers Desperation of new times"