aura noir
conqueror
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