Текст (слова) песни: Elend - The Emperor

And Hell saw first the Bringer of Light weep.
"O myriads of immortal spirits! I should not cry,
For who can yet believe, though after loss,
That all these legions, whose exile
Has emptied Heaven, shall fail to reascend
Self-raised, and repossess their native seat?
For this infernal pit shall never hold celestial
Spirit in bondage, nor the abyss
Long under darkness cover."
Anon out of the earth a fabric huge,
Built like a Temple, rose, with the sound
of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet,
PANDAEMONIUM... was built!

"In this Capital, of Hell the Temple,
Worship your Emperor,
Worship 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