---

Erase the prophecies untold

Of a suffering predestined

No virtue of law

In this chaotic frenzy

"Once on the throne,

Now the end of my reign

Desolate thoughts on my future remain

Thus weak and bereaved,

I bow my head in shame"

Blessings upon the ways of the martyr

No saviour is he,

[Who is] to perish alone

"Once on the throne

Of my glorious past,

It will come again

[For now it is time:]

In numbers unseen

I shall seek my revenge

Like storms from the north

To sweep through your realm

The signs of your gods

Have forsaken thee?"

Shrouded in seasonal darkness

Shattered a history of faith

Forlorn a history of faith

Forlorn echoing the power

Serenades of trivial space