...And the fire burns All my hate I cry to you From my throne of fire A dead body but my soul is free The dark is my desire This is my oath and you will fall Under my sword smithed by this fire You will die by all your lies The dark is my desire ...And the fire burns Feel the pain of thousand martyred souls They are imprisoned in nowhere Restless shadows between the dimensions But sometimes we are coming back All my hate I cry to you From my throne of fire A dead body but my soul is free The dark is my desire This is my oath and you will fall Under my sword smithed by this fire You will die by all your lies The dark is my desire With the darkness we arise In this time of our sanctity Black chaos has fallen over you In this time of our sanctity With the darkness we arise...