Текст: Windir. The Spiritlord.

It is he who holds the power - It is he who reflects the will - It is he who reigns the masses - It is he who urges to win - It is he who lights the fire - It is he who controls the flame - It is he who breeds hatred - It is he who withstands pain - The endless gap between servant and lord will grow stronger within us all - It is he who decides the course - It is he who takes the step - It is he who moves forward - It is he who worship himself - The endless gap between servant and lord will grow stronger within us all - From order raises chaos, In chaos there is progression, In the ruins of man's ashes, Sprouts the resurrection, A dark narcissistic dimension, A new world to come, The end of civiliasation, The arrival of the Spiritlord - It is he who lights the fire - It is he who controls the flame - It is he who breeds hatred - It is he who withstands pain - Altered perception a moral decay, A feast for the vultures circling over their prey, No care for others an individual war, Where you are enslaved or become the Spiritlord.