Darkness my mate I still wander , (under) your perfect shelter
At shores of night I raise my wings and praise the divine
Extinct is the light , that extinct the night
It now seems like , the dark is calling
Bearer ot mortality , bringer of delight
Let me taste the essence , of your delicious wine
We live by our desires , in the pagan way
We come to cleanse this world , with everlasting fire
We leave the treshold , (to) your realm behind
We enter the regal world , so splenderous and wide
Toward the gates , we march on
To complete our reign , with the throne of stone
Seher vakti çaldım yarin kapısını Baktım yarin kapıları sürmeli Hoş bulmadım otağının yapısını Çıkageldi bir…
The King of Oblivion (Written by Kirk McLeod, arranged by Seven Nations) Between the refuge…
When every block and tree offered endless chances When dreams burned with purity, love, goblins…
Here she comes like a Queen all through the wintertime Skirts that billow long after…
İçimdeki ateş dinse,külleri donsa Günler değil,aylar değil,yıllarım yansa Garip canım musallada döne döne yumsa Unutamam…