| Song | The Loss and Curse of Reverence |
| Artist | Emperor |
| Album | Live Inferno |
| 作曲 : Ihsahn & Samoth | |
| 作词 : Ihsahn | |
| Memories of torment strikes me. | |
| Attemps were made to suffocate me at birth. | |
| Fools, I was already ancient. | |
| Thou can not kill what breeds within Thee. | |
| Alas, this agony, the emptiness of earthborn pride | |
| hath stirred my faithful heart which guided me to darker paths. | |
| Far away from their pestilent ways | |
| cleansed was I from deceitful grace. | |
| Yet, put to scorn was I | |
| by those unclean. | |
| Enslaved by ignorance | |
| they blindly spat upon | |
| the deity of hate. | |
| Awake is the darkest fiend. | |
| By the fallen one I shall arise. | |
| Upon bewildered masses, | |
| to whom the indulgence of my soul portray as sin made god, | |
| I shall revile and quell the source | |
| whence mockery of my kind derive. | |
| This I know: Facile shalt my quest not come to pass. | |
| Deathwish be my gift to all at last. | |
| Honour. Commended no longer as virtue. | |
| Yet, shalt be extolled by light's demise. | |
| By the fallen one I shall arise. | |
| Arise. | |
| [Guitar lead.] | |
| Believer, | |
| speak not to me of justice, | |
| for none have I ever seen. | |
| By God, I shall give as I receive. | |
| Betrayer, | |
| speak not to me at all. | |
| You and this world | |
| ripped my ****ing heart out. | |
| Again... again... and again... | |
| Again... and again... |
| zuò qǔ : Ihsahn Samoth | |
| zuò cí : Ihsahn | |
| Memories of torment strikes me. | |
| Attemps were made to suffocate me at birth. | |
| Fools, I was already ancient. | |
| Thou can not kill what breeds within Thee. | |
| Alas, this agony, the emptiness of earthborn pride | |
| hath stirred my faithful heart which guided me to darker paths. | |
| Far away from their pestilent ways | |
| cleansed was I from deceitful grace. | |
| Yet, put to scorn was I | |
| by those unclean. | |
| Enslaved by ignorance | |
| they blindly spat upon | |
| the deity of hate. | |
| Awake is the darkest fiend. | |
| By the fallen one I shall arise. | |
| Upon bewildered masses, | |
| to whom the indulgence of my soul portray as sin made god, | |
| I shall revile and quell the source | |
| whence mockery of my kind derive. | |
| This I know: Facile shalt my quest not come to pass. | |
| Deathwish be my gift to all at last. | |
| Honour. Commended no longer as virtue. | |
| Yet, shalt be extolled by light' s demise. | |
| By the fallen one I shall arise. | |
| Arise. | |
| Guitar lead. | |
| Believer, | |
| speak not to me of justice, | |
| for none have I ever seen. | |
| By God, I shall give as I receive. | |
| Betrayer, | |
| speak not to me at all. | |
| You and this world | |
| ripped my ing heart out. | |
| Again... again... and again... | |
| Again... and again... |