Ork Black Soul Desire
Every night the dark forest lured me
To the hot darkness.
There the wolves are my friends
And the people are enemies
Bloody winds and memories, pain and sorrow.
The loneliness of my black soul
Scattered poison on everywhere.
Oh , unborn sons, you will know
how in these ages we are dying alone
with pain in the hearts
Thousands of black souls flying
To the salvation, expect battles beyond
Only the belief keeps ourselves.
Oh , my black conqueror,
When we shall see you.
