"The night, this night of hate I´ll raise my sword for the darkened hatred mind"
So tired I´m drowning in the dark Once depressed and silenced by the mind of hatred
Then I got the power of hate... pleasure I raise the sword of my nightburnt mind
Chorus: Lick the fire of hate Scream for the might of mine Burn your face of pretender Sacrifice the mind of the weak
Black clouds float in the sky The landscape once flashed My oldest dream of fresh silence Wild mind that grows so fast I raise the bowl to my glowing nightburnt mind They were sacrificed to the might of hate An old charger marching on the wall Holding high the flag of war
The fire in my heart... It gives me more aggression... Wings with blazing eyes... Will come to take your lives...