| Song | With Strength I Burn |
| Artist | Emperor |
| Album | Live At Wacken Open Air 2006 - A Night Of Emperial Wrath |
| 作词 : Ihsahn, Samoth | |
| Deep Green Dark Chaos | |
| Blinded I run down these paths | |
| By heart I know them | |
| They lead to the soaring cliffs | |
| Stout they stand above the water's edge | |
| Lifeless | |
| And this is my foundation | |
| Cold stone | |
| Formed only by winds and time | |
| How invulnerable | |
| Lifeless | |
| Ahh... | |
| I have longed to be at one with this | |
| Yet, the waters call my name | |
| For once I wish to see | |
| The entity behind the voice | |
| The face of this seduction | |
| The beauty of my pain | |
| Am I blessed or am I cursed by thy presence? | |
| What is my crime? | |
| What is my deed? | |
| Is this life my redemption? | |
| Shall I repent or proceed? | |
| I hate my flesh | |
| Its dimension poisoned my soul with doubt | |
| It made me question the essence of... | |
| The 'I' | |
| Slaves are those of this world | |
| Given freedom to lay the chains upon The Master | |
| The wolf is no longer free | |
| Release the chains and come for me | |
| Suddenly, his mournful cries were stunned. | |
| Out of the cold mist came three enthralling ships. | |
| Sails torn by many a storm, and the bows adorned by the | |
| most fierce gargoyles he'd ever laid eyes upon. Yet, the | |
| crew they bore... Three times twelve in numbers. They | |
| stood motionless, wrapped in grey, worn gowns. | |
| And from behind their shadowed faces the seductive chanting. | |
| Bidding him on board. without hesitation, he accepted. | |
| And away they sailed... | |
| Upon these seas | |
| Wherein I drowned so many times | |
| I scatter the ashes of destiny | |
| Still my flame is in hunger | |
| With fire in my heart | |
| Shall I greet the shores ahead | |
| Though, I know not what will burn... | |
| Desire... | |
| Ahh... | |
| In the distance | |
| I hear the waves wash over solid ground | |
| And in this moment I am struck blind | |
| Grant me sight so I can see | |
| That which lies ahead of me | |
| Cursed be my mortal eyes | |
| For dying in this realm of death | |
| Hear my call... | |
| I return to the soaring cliffs | |
| They truly shine of strength | |
| Even though I nothing learned | |
| With strength I burn... |
| zuò cí : Ihsahn, Samoth | |
| Deep Green Dark Chaos | |
| Blinded I run down these paths | |
| By heart I know them | |
| They lead to the soaring cliffs | |
| Stout they stand above the water' s edge | |
| Lifeless | |
| And this is my foundation | |
| Cold stone | |
| Formed only by winds and time | |
| How invulnerable | |
| Lifeless | |
| Ahh... | |
| I have longed to be at one with this | |
| Yet, the waters call my name | |
| For once I wish to see | |
| The entity behind the voice | |
| The face of this seduction | |
| The beauty of my pain | |
| Am I blessed or am I cursed by thy presence? | |
| What is my crime? | |
| What is my deed? | |
| Is this life my redemption? | |
| Shall I repent or proceed? | |
| I hate my flesh | |
| Its dimension poisoned my soul with doubt | |
| It made me question the essence of... | |
| The ' I' | |
| Slaves are those of this world | |
| Given freedom to lay the chains upon The Master | |
| The wolf is no longer free | |
| Release the chains and come for me | |
| Suddenly, his mournful cries were stunned. | |
| Out of the cold mist came three enthralling ships. | |
| Sails torn by many a storm, and the bows adorned by the | |
| most fierce gargoyles he' d ever laid eyes upon. Yet, the | |
| crew they bore... Three times twelve in numbers. They | |
| stood motionless, wrapped in grey, worn gowns. | |
| And from behind their shadowed faces the seductive chanting. | |
| Bidding him on board. without hesitation, he accepted. | |
| And away they sailed... | |
| Upon these seas | |
| Wherein I drowned so many times | |
| I scatter the ashes of destiny | |
| Still my flame is in hunger | |
| With fire in my heart | |
| Shall I greet the shores ahead | |
| Though, I know not what will burn... | |
| Desire... | |
| Ahh... | |
| In the distance | |
| I hear the waves wash over solid ground | |
| And in this moment I am struck blind | |
| Grant me sight so I can see | |
| That which lies ahead of me | |
| Cursed be my mortal eyes | |
| For dying in this realm of death | |
| Hear my call... | |
| I return to the soaring cliffs | |
| They truly shine of strength | |
| Even though I nothing learned | |
| With strength I burn... |