Letra de The white empire of an emperor that blows desires.

Lurk in a casket of mud.
Blow in an empire of souls.

Search for desires in a land beaten wide.
Sun freezes at sight in the coldest night...
and we burn within.

Silence from the cryptic demons,
black whispers are heard from here.
The artic paths descend.

The emperor that blew my desires.

Underneath the white empire,
the beaten ones claim rage.
And no one scalp´s demise.
Your belong start in sight.

Daylight´s on times of fear
the white empire ascends.
Whispering with death
an emperor that blows desires.