[Big Boss, Ashok / Big Boss]
Through myself one can reach the place of eternal suffering, Through myself one can reach the night that is not followed by a morning, Through myself one can reach the cursed bastards of one's mother-country... (**)
Who knows the mysterious place, Covered with a layer of the whole millennium's dust And still waiting and waiting...
Will become the Lord of the World, The Central Point of Magic
I have been looking for it for whole Ages, I am close, very close now, I can feel its power and force, My black blood is boiling...
I know it is waiting for me, We are tied together with a bond, Cruelty, passion and victory...
When I seize it with my hands Then the Galaxy contracts,
... you disgusting, you stinking!