Conqueror - Aura Noir

So you’ve come for your vengeance

Hear — I think the crowd is silent

Of me you have dreamt

I have grown (I built my domain on your hate)

Mock your words

I will laugh in disrespect

Then wash my hands in your blood

Conqueror

A face of fright you revealed to me

With which I painted my eyes

Delight me with death for this tires my soul

And soon eyes of black shall arise…

Hear crowd — my heart

The delicate thunder