Beyond this realm lies the throne of the tyrants and slaves Righteous drip the meaning of suffering, pain, torment and death The skies were always dark But the stars blinded their sight The graves so deep, their numbers are vast When the righteous dream they speak our name with tongues We who worship the black The emperor's throne will fall into our grasp We see inside their suffering Beyond reasoning and doubts The sky was always darkened, Their light was just a lie The truth revealed in flames Our aeon has begun We arise into their hearts where there was a void When their eyes are coming clear they will see hate Our words will penetrate, spirit free inside Now they see their darkest path The age of blackened hate has begun We who worship the black It dwells inside, forever breeding mankind