A Slow Succumbing (исполнитель: Morgion)
Behold, i am your deliverance. Look upon this nether steel: Tearing away your soul, relentless. I am the dark night you fear. Seek [bad word] before me, Upon this earth your blood shall stain. reckoning beyond all reason, Hear the cries of your brethren, lament. thousand score i did fell. No spear did render, or axe did cut. Your women shall carry my seed; Forsake your children to the wheel. Upon the frost shadowed earth, Lay the keep i shall homage. Within i shall bury my riches, to count for centuries here after. Waiting and watching...watching and waiting. Even after the last morrow i shall ponder, In a madness of my own design. After this body is time, worn to dust, The nether blade is still mine forever.