The Chosen Legacy - Dimmu Borgir

Hence I will anoint

And whisper wholeheartedly

The creed of Hades and beyond

As I succumb to inevitable sin

For I cannot enslave myself

With imaginary words of salvation

The hypocrisy that surrounds my temple

Is assisted by pretenders to the throne

The winds that blow purity

Signify my chosen legacy

I was born to opposition

A contender to creation

In Sorte Diaboli

In Sorte Diaboli

In Sorte Diaboli

In Sorte Diaboli

In Sorte Diaboli

In Sorte Diaboli

In Sorte Diaboli

For my sins

I will ask no forgiveness

For my sins

They are not to forgive

So never speak of me quietly

Stand by my confession

I voice your rebellion

Against the traitor of the world

I am the first creature of this Kingdom

I will be the One

To out live His time

With the triumph of free will