I hold my world against you allnWhen waves will sweep ten feet tallnAnd wind will breathe the poison to our soulsnWhen all battles have been bleednAnd rest of teardrops have been shednAnd no one has the strength to turn and runnnThis night is ours, the rime is ripenRhe crude facades of god are strippednIn darkness blessed the sun has diednThis world is ours, empress of nightnnThe mark of serpent rises highnAbove the blindly rolling skynAnd all the brave ones drop their shields in fearnThe Righteous king will take his fallnThe noble breed begs, steals and crawlsnAnd son of man hangs high above impalednnThis night is ours, the rime is ripenRhe crude facades of god are strippednIn darkness blessed the sun has diednThis world is ours, empress of nightnnShall rise the burned, sinner and weaknThe quiet, fool, humble and meeknTo wipe our all that still stands here unburnednnYou'll wear the crown of painnThe world shall hail your namenWe'll rule the earth forevermorenThe fallen ones are risingnCome claim your throne my darlingnDarkness shall rule For evermorennThen Rise my lowered, stand up tallnThe enslaved ones, who yet no crawlnThe revolt of fallen one will soon sweep herenSo rise my lowered and stand up tallnThe misfit ones and hear my callnTo rule and shatter all that fills the earthnnThis night is ours, the time is ripenThe crude facaddes of god are strippednForever mine is your heartnWe rule the earth, empress of dark!n