Come, cold death... sweet death.
Let me now lie beneath the stars.
Let me at last sleep beside the dark immortal kings.
For I desire to gaze upon the other side of the gate of time.
To gaze upon the other side of the gate of time,
To break the cosmic barrier, to survive.
By the darkest fire and the darkest might I may rule in the ages.
Millenial wisdom flows through my nighted heart.

Longing for the night - for the darkest spires;
Staring at the flames with inner eyes.
My symbol flies high...
Dwelling enthroned in the timeless orb, creating my fate yet to come.
I died milleniums ago...
My Nocturnal Arcanum
Fall to your knees...
Serve your god...
Stray fools, you'll never know.
Pray to your heavenly kingdom.
Never ask for a reason,
Fight all who dare not to believe in this grotesque vision,
To reveal the holy lies.

Blinded by false belief you follow your priests,
Obey their rule, you waste your life.
Oh feeble weaklings.