Lord of Troubles
Harvester of Souls
Father of Coldharbour
Take, what I stole
Roam through the night towards demise
A beast of teeth and empty eyes
Before the altar deep inside the pilgrim's shrine
I beseech thee - let me die
Step by step
The house of troubles draws me in
When step by step
I'm drawn to intimations of better times
To prey upon
The very thing i have become
Or maybe fall
To be fed on by what I've come to wipe out
Lord of Troubles
Harvester of Souls
Father of Coldharbour
Take, what I stole
Roam through the night towards demise
A beast of teeth and empty eyes
Before the altar deep inside the pilgrim's shrine
I beseech thee - let me die
When by chance
I bend the knee to Molag Bal
With no hope
For my spirit and my soul
Unless I might
Be cured from this ratchet curse
I pledge the oath
To obtain the sacrifice from Dagoth's slopes
Lord of Troubles
Harvester of Souls
Father of Coldharbour
Take, what I stole
Roam through the night towards demise
A beast of teeth and empty eyes
Before the altar deep inside the pilgrim's shrine
I beseech thee - let me die