Sinn, goddess of the moon, immortal of the immortals
Supreme queen of darkness, blazing goddess of the moon

Looking beyond, the endless horizon, where darkness unites with infinity
Where hate, embraces passion, where fate belongs to me

"The wind was dark until... then formed the light of the golden crown
As the blaze shines upon the oar, she wets her body in the water of the ocean"

The nocturnal eye, is crying, in darkness resounding, his howling
The trees are singing the calling, for Sinn, the forbidden goddess Sinn...

"She is dressed with her cloak, which moon-lights the earth
As she rides her strong horses to the sky
Hail Sinn! Hail the goddess! Hail blazing queen!"

The howling of wolves, the winter in my soul, whispers of snakes sting my mind
My passion for you is still alive, Oh! your passion...screams of pain

Sinn, goddess of the moon, immortal of the immortals
Supreme queen of darkness, hear my death-call

Mother of blasphemy, mother of unholy creatures
Let me offer you my soul in your deep-black arms

Coming to my embrace...

In the primeval dark of earth-follows held in
high veneration with rites sacrificial

Bless them, all people, with silence

Gracious be, wish what the land wishes
Follow grave goddesses
Flushed in the flame sprung torchlight

Gay on your journey
Singing all follow our steps

Horns, Horns, oh high, oh aspiring
Daughters of night, aged children, in blithe processional
Bless them, all people, with silence

There shall be peace forever
Between these people of Pallas and their guests
Zeus the all-seeing met with Destiny to confirm it
Singing all follow our steps

Zeus rains upon us
And from the sky comes down
Enormous water
Rivers have turned to ice

Dash down the water
Throw a log on the fire
And mix the flattering
Wine and bind on round our foreheads
Soft ceremonial wreaths of spun fleece

We must not let our spirits give way to grief