Island of knowledge, the source of infinity Possessor of all the keys, I am rising This world is not what you think I am coming towards you
Sacred temple of life and death A time of festivity for the nihilism I, warrior of chaos will conceive this empire’s fall
Invading their souls with powers of evil Piercing every piece of flesh That will cross my line of sight The stench of death keeps that astounding feeling climbing within me
I’m engraving their fate in the history of cosmos This will be forever the symbol of their death Ereshkighal, Rise up the dead here consume the living Open your gate for me so i can enter
Tiamat be my witness The warpaths of my creation left me too this work of art My occult masterpiece now serves my will As I breathe the stench of deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
