I hold my world against you all

When waves will sweep ten feet tall

And wind will breathe the poison to our souls

When all battles have been bleed

And rest of teardrops have been shed

And no one has the strength to turn and run



This night is ours, the rime is ripe

Rhe crude facades of god are stripped

In darkness blessed the sun has died

This world is ours, empress of night



The mark of serpent rises high

Above the blindly rolling sky

And all the brave ones drop their shields in fear

The Righteous king will take his fall

The noble breed begs, steals and crawls

And son of man hangs high above impaled



This night is ours, the rime is ripe

Rhe crude facades of god are stripped

In darkness blessed the sun has died

This world is ours, empress of night



Shall rise the burned, sinner and weak

The quiet, fool, humble and meek

To wipe our all that still stands here unburned



You'll wear the crown of pain

The world shall hail your name

We'll rule the earth forevermore

The fallen ones are rising

Come claim your throne my darling

Darkness shall rule For evermore



Then Rise my lowered, stand up tall

The enslaved ones, who yet no crawl

The revolt of fallen one will soon sweep here

So rise my lowered and stand up tall

The misfit ones and hear my call

To rule and shatter all that fills the earth



This night is ours, the time is ripe

The crude facaddes of god are stripped

Forever mine is your heart

We rule the earth, empress of dark!