[And then,
The gates of Hades is opened by the hands of men
It is this, that signals the end of the long long Mythos
The sterile heartless battle, the very begining of Nekromachia... ]

- Moira yo... Sore wa... Anata no nozonda sekai nano ka !

- Moku shita mama, nanimo kataranu
Kami ga ikite iru no ka, shinda no ka...
- Anata, kiite kudasai na. Tsui ni watashi no onaka ni, watashitachi no ai no kesshou ga yadorimashita wa !
- Woooh !
- Oisha sama no ohanashi de wa, futago kamo shirenai no desu'tte !
- Woooh ! Ireine, itoshii no wa ga tsuma yo ! Harosho ! Harosho !
- Anata'ttara !
- Umarete kuru kodomo no na wa, tooi mukashi ni mo kimete aru no desu yo...

[So as an old woman or as a little girl
Like a poet does, Mythos tells the story
The creator, the mother of all life, Goddess of destiny
Moira
No eye has ever gazed upon her... ]