Woorden:
Sagoth Bal Starfire Burning Upon The Ice Veiled Throne Of Ultima Thule

Come, dark night... deep night, Sweep away the fading embers of the cruel sun, Let me at last dream 'neath the moon's sweet light, For the quest is over

asunder... black-winged devils surge forth from the void... A maelstrom of crimson fire burns above us... what carnage has thou wrought? Not sword, ballistae, nor burning

am the Chosen... the secrets of the earth and the stars are unlocked before me... I am destined to reign forever... to reign from the Ice-Veiled Throne of Ultima Thule

Vertaling: Sagoth, Bal. Starfire Burning Upon The Ice-gesluierde Throne Of Ultima Thule.

of the dread Obsidian Crown, a fearsome mystical artefact countless thousands of years old, a black-jewelled circlet believed once to have been borne upon

Come, dark night... deep night, Sweep away the fading embers of the cruel sun, Let me at last dream 'neath the moon's sweet light, For the quest is over

am the Chosen... the secrets of the earth and the stars are unlocked before me... I am destined to reign forever... to reign from the Ice-Veiled Throne of Ultima Thule

veil lifts, I feel my limbs transform, flesh becoming cold stone... enshrouded by a dark mantle of obsidian . And the laughter of the Guardians echoes, carries upon

down upon the v alley to behold the army of the Witch-Queen... great tents arrayed upon the heather, powerful steeds tethered, the light from countless burning