I hold my world against you all When waves will sweep ten feet tall And wind will breathe the poison to our souls When all battles have been bleed And rest of teardrops have been shed And no one has the strength to turn and run This night is ours, the rime is ripe Rhe crude facades of god are stripped In darkness blessed the sun has died This world is ours, empress of night The mark of serpent rises high Above the blindly rolling sky And all the brave ones drop their shields in fear The Righteous king will take his fall The noble breed begs, steals and crawls And son of man hangs high above impaled This night is ours, the rime is ripe Rhe crude facades of god are stripped In darkness blessed the sun has died This world is ours, empress of night
Shall rise the burned, sinner and weak The quiet, fool, humble and meek To wipe our all that still stands here unburned You'll wear the crown of pain The world shall hail your name We'll rule the earth forevermore The fallen ones are rising Come claim your throne my darling Darkness shall rule For evermore Then Rise my lowered, stand up tall The enslaved ones, who yet no crawl The revolt of fallen one will soon sweep here So rise my lowered and stand up tall The misfit ones and hear my call To rule and shatter all that fills the earth This night is ours, the time is ripe The crude facaddes of god are stripped Forever mine is your heart We rule the earth, empress of dark!