A call to take your hand
I'm that one with the dark
How dare you come for me?
And again you will die, die

So ancient curse known to me
Behold the powers i unleash upon your throne
Know my words, feel my hate descend

Lord of light!
I will swarm against you now
Gods perverse!
Wickeds at my side
Misery!
Thorns to lance your every word
Nazarene!
Now i crown you king in pain

Suffer! suffer!