My Dreams Of 8

The age of tragedies, my vision of a fallen empire

Like a lantern that burned out in ecstacy

Lighting the path of blood and honour into time

For eternity, forever reminding me... Forever changing time...

The man against time, in scorn against decline

One state, one folk, one leader, a true revelation

The purest essence of the cult of our blood

For infinity, flowing inside me... Forever binding me...

My dream of your empire

Fills me with joy

For it is also my fate

To end this life of strife in tragedy...

Live by the sword they say, thus I shall live

Let my words be my blade, let my songs be my spear

My dream of your empire

Fills me with joy

For it is also my fate

To end this life of strife in tragedy...

...or supremacy.