Emperor
Текст песни The majesty or the night sky

Like the tide, shadows flow towards the shore of light. The night
comes whirling like a maelstorm. Warring waves of cracking clouds
embrace this nightside landscape. The heavens bleed, through
open wounds, the dim light of the moon. The winds are crying
mournfully and tears fly with the gusts. They whip my clenched
faces freezing skin with ice-cold burning cuts. Too long have
I suffered the desert sands of time, but as I drown in darkness
it will release my sign. My soul will leave this mortal coil
of flesh and earthly life, to fly into the mist of night, into
the nightside eclipse, and experience existance on the other
side. As a stone of scorching entusiasm I refact the reflecting
surface of this unfantomable sea. Growing circles of grief and
pain slides across the land as an omen of the horror yet to come.
The strength of a thousand fire-breathing demons breed in my
infernal, sinking soul. And as I reach the surface once again
these powers are under my control. Now I am one with the night
sky majesty.