"I gloriosi fasti di una civiltà sepolta
Sotto le sabbie dei deserti del tempo
Nell'aria I sogni andati nelle memorie delle terre perdute
Di rado nelle antiche lande del sogno le impronte degli dei"

All around us we saw
The silent ruins of the centuries
Unfathomable abyss of the deep oceans
Visions that were losing
The peace and the balance
Of nature and its laws

Those mountains evoked a strange and wonderful sensation
Under the reddish light of the sun

Those frightening
And majestic peaks
Were pylons of a frightful door
Leading to a forbidden
Sphere of dream
And to the vortex of time and space

Those mountains evoked a strange and wonderful sensation
Under the reddish light of the sun

Here are the mountains of madness
Which faced the last cursed abyss
The ruins of the temples
Situated on the peaks of the mountains
In a cosmic ethereal vacuum
In labirinths of walls and towers
Restless ice vapours above our heads

Here is the cyclopic city
With its constructions
As black as the night!

That gave life to monstrous perversions
Of geometrical laws
The cosmic terror in the giants towers