So you've come for your vengeance

Hear - I think the crowd is silent

Of me you have dreamt

I have grown (I built my domain on your hate)

Mock your words

I will laugh in disrespect

then wash my hands in your blood

conqueror

A face of fright you revealed to me

with which I painted my eyes

Delight me with death for this tires my soul

and soon eyes of black shall arise...

Hear crowd - my heart

The delicate thunder