Текст (слова) песни: Elend - Chanting

"We, the host of Seraphim, the armies of bright,
We do not rue the dire event
That, with sad overthrow and foul defeat, hath lost us Heaven.
Ever to do ill will be our sole delight,
Reassembling our afflicted powers
On the burning Lake of liquid fire.
Hail horrours! Hail infernal World!
Here at last we shall be free!
Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven!"
Другие песни Elend:

A Staggering Moon
Antienne
Apocalypse
Au Trefonds Des Tenebres
Away From Barren Stars
Chanting
Charis
Dancing Under The Closed Eyes Of Paradise
Deploration
Du Trefonds Des Tenebres
Eclipse
Eden
Eden (The Angel In The Gargen)
Ethereal Journey
Ethereal Journeys
In The Embrasure Of Heaven
Into Bottomless Perdition
Lecon de tenebres
Les Tenebres Du Dehors
Lucifer
Melpomene
Moon Of Amber
Nocturne
O Solitude
The Embrace
The Emperor
The Luciferian Revolution
The Plain Mask of Daylight
The Poisonous Eye
The Reign of Chaos and Old Night
The Silence Of Light
The Umbersun
The Wake Of The Angel
Umbra
Under War-Broken Trees
Vision is All That Matters
Weeping Night
Worn Out With Dreams