He dreames to govern "land of worms", He makes his way for cave And prays to his own evil gods To keep him safe...
Pride and cruelty give no rest To his mean haudhty heart His aim is "the Sword of Black souls", Recondite deep under the ground.
Not scared of darkness and the curse, Не wants to get that sword. He doesn't care of fear And overrides all..
He passed the bats,who flied away Disturbed by torch's light. Maze of cave leads deep down Obscurity swallows up!
Dim light of cave Whispers song of Death, Humid air compels To gulp it more often. Strange crack far off Gather around and catch. Shadows, moving on the walls,- He lights their evil faces.
Color of his blood was black, His generation always won, He didn't know defeat. He didn't like to repeat...
But in front he sees Two burning torches. Under them is a grave It has the black sword.
He seizes it at once And lets out a cry: -Now i compel all to -Weep tears of blood!
Now he's coming back to land... Sudden barrier on his way- Demons are rising in the end. They compel him to obey!
His dream brought him to blood In this blood he had drowned He dreamt to govern "land of worms" But became land for worms himself...
Dim light of cave Whispers song of Death, Humid air compels To gulp it more often. Strange crack far off Gather around and catch. Shadows, moving on the walls,- He lights their evil faces.