Dwelling in the depths, as unnoticed As the shadow can't lurk in the of the Underdark's night Ilythiiri, as we call Rejoice life and deeds in the name of Queen Whether skinning the human on the sacrificial altar Or another House to the bounty of Spider Queen Drow remembers the of millenia carved in of ancestors "Who survives is who wins"... City is shrowded invisible aura Atmosphere of black consumes the unsound Underdark And the male drow is but a servant So not to think - "Matrons know best" is the way of the drow Hate and scorn to all who not belong to us So death to the elves, pain to the humans to the dwarves... Drow supreme! "Jal zhah waela..." "Ilharessen alurl..." "Vel'uss alur taga lil Quarval-sharess?.." "L'elend zhah alurl..." "Lloth tlu malla!" "Ssussun dos!" Hearken, ye Loethe! Do not thyself Behind the backs of the ready to die by thy word I, Azamath Tormtor, not thy path I am free - I own my way Realize - I am different, I am not And thy rules do not affect me, thy orders are in Be of me and thou wilt not be amazed When thy are desecrated and burnt... Invisible I the caves, to Arach-Tinilith I'm gradually getting and closer And finally I'm here standing by the walls, Vel'Xundussa once again, the spies are perfect But I am led by and rage The spirit of rebellion lives of me "Lil waela lueth ragar brorna lueth wund nind, kyorlin elghinn..." "Oloth zhah abbil lueth ogglin..." Good old sayings me now and turn against you... Hearken, ye Loethe! I I shall In battle against thy web that binds the minds of the drow "To walk apart the and Queen Is to walk into the grave" - My is the flame Nothing can possess me and I obey I am heretic, Og'elend, and I am of my fate So let it all be as it is We see what will follow... If something will...