... now my barbaric body

becomes an easy prey

to every wildanimal



and every wind

shall breath in the shadow

of every numbness tree

murmuring and whispering for his hideous sin



julia went down

down down to the ground



to hell and never coming back

to hell, julia went down she'll never return anymore



ablazed and graft down

and yet blossom as spring in its pride

with apples like condemned devil heads



and julia is no more

as she walked out the door

from which she'll never be returning

while she went down



now her soul is scald

in tartaros' streams

and feeds at hell' deadly tree,

beyond lethe, beyond bitterness fruit



demon's dwelling

in iron of hungry flames

her soul is seeking into orcus' sea of flames



julia went down

down down to the ground