Mel Kor

Far away beyond the blackest ocean
Of blood on the boundless scope
Of lost mainland of nameless horror
Under pale nebulas united in mysterious runes
I've found the thing I've been inspired
Night wind is bringing mournful sounds of bell
I count the strikes - three times in six
Someone's will thickens the mist for me
To step the ground where all the sacred burn
No beast, no bird, no even shade appears
To sign the flow of time fang-shaped towers
Of hollow torment stand embraced by crimson flames
And I am coming into this palace I see
The light I've never seen before
I am here to proselytize and stay forever
In this world of fire and ice
I smell the frosty of ghostly halls
On the rising stairway to the abandoned throne
And then saluting thee, oh Winged One
Crowned with seven stars I hear
"Kor me o antie tae taeirny!"
New souls have to be born despite the curse
We have been blinded for the long
Dark time in this realm of damned
We are condemned to grief like gods of... sorrow...

I came to seek the wisdom
No one have ever got through chills of times
And land I came to watch
Yet here I dwell for winds of destiny
Persuade my mortal being to stay forever
With this beauty...
And in the apogee of the great triumph
Surrounded by their ugly spawn
Heartless they'll find their logical end
To disappear from life until the Time...
(...So the powers were gifted to him
To rule sway the destinies and to be
The part of all alive...)