What am I but a thorn in your side?

Frost in summer, to chill your heart

A drifting memory of autumn decay

A shadowed soul in a fetter of light



An abyssic voice in purile mind... a fallen one

Wandering by the shores, of eternal sin...



The sun no longer shines here

Endless waves roll upon the endless shores

A sullen ship drifts upon the blackest tide

Beneath darkened boughs, no song is heard...

An endless forest where the devil's shadows play

...here I am King



I know no other world

I know no other...

For here I am King

And a King I shall stay...



Take my hand...

Imrama...

To an eternal infinity

Where the stars burn in my name