Magestic of the damn
Sorrow, sadness and pain
Close the window of your past
Drown in your own plans
That never prevails
Dirty pages of your heart

Sorrounded souls whisper in your ear
You come from the fire, the arenas of hell!

The past is in your mind!
Arise the sun, the moon of night
My fire burns again
You can't escape this endless game

Take a moment to think
All the crimes you did
Only to obtain the crown
Dreams of glory you have
But they'll fall with the shades
Of your own destiny

Sorrounded souls whisper in your ear
You born from the dust, the winds of destruction!

The past is in your mind!
Arise the sun, the moon of night
My fire burns again
You can't escape this endless game