作词 : Ihsahn
  Drawn towards these lands again.
 Seeking death and sacred soil.
 I ride the longing winds of my blackened soul,
 growing stronger once I enter my empire beyond.
 
 Emperium!
 Behold my coming.
 
 The fullmoon rise above me,
 enlightening my realm in a silvery glow.
 Yet the shadows crawl beneath my storming sky,
 guarding treasures from forbidden light.
 
 I still remember,
 though ages ago it seems,
 the first time I entered the gates,
 the revelation of ritual death
 by which I became divine.
 Sacrifice of the life I had
 among the flesh of the light.
 
 And now I enter again.
 Even stronger, yet amazed by what I see.
 In ecstasy I mock the world.
 
 Suddenly I memorize,
 asking what I left behind.
 Nothing.
 
 Can I ever comprehend?
 Will my longing ever end?
 Never.
 
 Drawn towards these lands again.
 Seeking death and sacred soil.
 I ride the longing winds of my blackened soul
 eternally.