In damp grave of the world
Desolate realm of cold,
Where ominous raven is croaking;
Where dead frozen ground,
Fear and darkness surround,
Rotting odour is rapidly spreading;
Mournful land of nightmare;
Silent road through darkmere
Leads to cemetery, covered in forest;
Where inflamed eyes gleam
In delirious dream -
A black knight is appearing from fog...
"From deep abyss to high mountain
You will rise, eluding barriers,
Cleaning way with your unholy sword;
Glorifying dark and chaos
You'll create new great empire
For eternal rule of death and grief!"
An immortal warrior of North;
Ruler of the fallen elder force;
Awful vision of awaken death,
Bringing retribution to a Man;
"You will ride through endless ages
To the land of sin and mud,
Purifying world's creation,
Sacrificing dirty mortal's blood..."
Shadows whisper your name -
They're awaiting new prey;
In the vale of demise
Fallen hero will rise;
"Far away the storm awaits
While black knight is appearing from fog;"
"From deep abyss to high mountain
You will rise, eluding barriers,
Cleaning way with your unholy sword;
Glorifying dark and chaos
You'll create new great empire
For eternal rule of death and grief!"