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