The Moaning - Of Darkness I Breed

I saw the sun and a dying
Nation
A pale horde dressed in black
Winter fell, the found
Salvation
As I arrived - an army of death
I tore their souls, injected
Nightseed
I drank their blood, coloured
Black
I am the son - of darkness I breed
I rule them all since I am death

Indeed my wisdom is ancient
(Therefore) One kingdom to be
Ruled by one king
Upon this throne of black hate
I'm forever ruling this land
Of sin

Death I'll seek and find
To please this dark soul of mine
(I gather) Strength as blood
Is wine
I'm ruling the dark halls
Of time