Per multos annos sex lunarum ordinem et collocationem exspectaverat Et tandem suum iter finem habuerat... Erat sub radicibus montis Ghor-Ad In cuius cacumine magnifica domus regia eminebat. Cum in eam irrupisset eius cognoscendi cupiditas et imperii aviditas Usque ad ianuam cellae funebris eum pepulerunt... Duo sarcophagi positi in medio loco Conclavis illustrati nigra flamma. Incipit declamationem versuum turpium Excitans flammam magis magisque ingentem Dum magus vomitans blasphemias instabat Duae nigrae imagines habitibus bellicis apparverunt... Domini Mali Quomodo miser homo poterat eos continere ? [HULTH-GARTH (He Who Summon Deads' Souls)] For years he had waited the six moons falling into line, And finally his journey ended... He was at the feet of the Ghor-Ad mountain On the top of which raised the majestic castle. Once entered his thirst of knowledge and his desire of power Pushed him to the death chamber Two sarcophagi in the middle of a room illuminated By black flame. He began to recite abominable verses, Animating the flame stather and stather To the pursue of the necromancer vomiting oaths. Two black figures in war clothes materialized... He had freed "The Lords Of Evil". How dare a poor human being think to be able to Control Them?