Текст (слова) песни: Elend - Lucifer

Nominem tuum despicamur, denegamus nostram originem.
Spiritus domini atque verba deceptoris preces perdiderunt.
At once, he views
The dismal scenery waste and wild,
A dungeon horrible, on all sides round,
Flamd ; and there the pale light
Served only to discover sights of woe.
Regions of Sorrow, doleful shades, where peace
And rest can never dwell ; hope never comes,
That comes to all ; but torture without end
Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed
With ever-burning sulpur unconsumd.

--"Thou, profoundest Hell,
Receive thy new possession ;
One who can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven,
He whom thunder hath made greater!
I am Lucifer."
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