The darkness has risen,
I can tell, because the crows are calling.
The darkness is endless,
You cannot leave the creeping and crawling.
All you can do is tolerate it.
For you cannot run.
Do not tell the truth,
It can sense your fear, and you are done.
The darkness rises,
Thieves sharpen their knives.
The foxes of the underworld rap at your door,
Fear spreads, and husbands cling to their wives.
There is no light for all of mankind,
Except the ghoul mushrooms' glow.
The king of the underworld summons the cursed fire,
And the ghosts drag you down below.