What I am but a thorn in your side?
Frost in summer, to chill your heart
A drifting memory of autumn decay
A shadowed soul in a fetter of light

An abyssic voice in puerile of mind... a fallen one
Wandering by the shores of eternal sin

The sun no longer shines here
Endless waves roll upon the endless shores
A sullen ship drifts upon the blackest tide
Beneath darkened boughs, no song is heard..
An endless forest where the devil's shadows play
... here i am king

I know no other world I know no other...
For here I am king and a king I shall stay...

Take my hand... imrama...
to an eternal infinity where the stars burn in my name