Sitting on a throne of genocide

Our master regal and glory

Subject for suppressions land

Fairness find no place to expand

All his soldiers di to live

In labyrints of death

Buring temples in town of spell

Prepared for damnation to hell

Young blood envoyed

From endless starlight

Behats in right season

For ending the treason

PRETENDERS TO THE THRONE

Betrayed, forgotten and alone

PRETENDERS TO THE THRONE

Our mighty child is born

(Repeat)

You confirm me by oath with magic signs

Possesses from your masterhs brightness

You bring me forms of ever open eyes

Token erect of thorny thigh

In his tyrannical lust

He kills and tortured all who sreams