Cursed, Cold

The mark of the Defiler on keeper of the flame

There's something in the darkness – a thing without a name

Crawl deeper through the dungeon, in misery's domain

And now, somehow, there's hell to pay

In your way

Cursed, cold, black fire

Dark, dead horizon

Now sing a song of sorrow

And sing a song of shame

Forever is a long time to repeat the same refrain

A broken king, perpetually enthroned; eternal reign

Now all will fall into the flame

It's a shame

Cursed, cold, black fire

Dark, dead horizon

Cursed, cold, black fire (No coming light)

Dark, dead horizon

Horizon!

A coming storm of shame and bleak destruction

A hiding to nothing; I'll fail you all

Cursed, cold, black fire

Dark, dead horizon

Cursed, cold, black fire (No coming light)

Dark, dead horizon

Horizon!

A coming storm of shame and bleak destruction

A hiding to nothing; I'll fail you all