The sun won't shine on my scorched earth,
There is no life in my dead land.
I am a King here from my birth;
A king of death, the devil's friend.

I have consumed so many souls
To make my heart keep pumping pus.
The only thing I fear the most
Is the Great Nothing on my path.

I feel the Great Nothing stab me in the back.
I feel the Great Nothing devour my guts.
It came from the chaos, now fades into black,
Erasing the devils, erasing the gods...

A heart of stone inside my chest 
Can feel no mercy for my slaves.
A King of death, I do my best
To make them fear the Master's blades.
 
From east to west, from coast to coast,
I spread my madness and disgust.
The only thing I fear the most
Is the Great Nothing on my path.

The Great Nothing makes no difference
Between the kings and their slaves.
The Great Nothing takes away the chance
To stay within this time and space...