(Conceived) Give me your hand (and born was one of light) Blood is spilt and man will follow (Rain and dark) Raise your head and taste the courage (the one of light) Fall from grace, unholy night I've come here to kill you Won't leave until you've died

Conceived was I From Chaos and hate Of malice, deceit and blood And how would they know My fate is to rise Against the Asagods My being is full, full of a rage An evil that can't be tamed It darkens my soul