In the darkness of disdain,

Who do you look to?

It is I,

The Patron of Sins.

 

Do not worry,

About the blood you have shed,

About the lives you have stricken with anguish,

About the grin plastered across your face with triumph.

 

I am your king,

You are my servant.

We,

Together,

Are one.

 

In this darkness of disdain

       We are all powerful.

In this darkness

       We are unstoppable.

In this

       We are undead,

            Willing to rule

                   For Life-everlasting.

 

Don’t try to escape,

Because you shall never leave.

You’re trapped,

Within your own victory.