Текст песни Nachtgeblüt — Will-To-Conquer

Will-to-Conquer

Rising of the will
black powers of the mind
lonely wandering shade
in forests clad in dark
nocturnal aspirations
weapons to conquer
a pale face of death
surrounded by shadows of hate.

True denial of the will
extermination of the human
haughty deadly stallion
to ride the dark lands of death
to conquer the world besides.

Dominion of the mightiest
from the realms of Chaos and old Night
the coldest winds are blowing upon me
bringing the wisdom forlorn.