To the mass sacrilege that now hath begun

I sing unto thee with pure hate

Dead are the leaves of our dear blessed Autumn

For they symbolize our long-coming fate

We stand here upon these corpses of leaves

As our ancestors did long ago

The sermons that send our beloved dead to rest

Now fall on deaf ears for I commence the blood flow.

Vengeance burn my soul

Render my sight until I see only abyss

Hatred swallow me whole

Numbeth my heart since I've long met damnation

Now my enemies shall face my baneful wrath

Suffer in anguish

Dear Autumn's leaves shall taste red

After they've achieved their graceful fall.

The ire within me sparked like a blaze

After I'm diademed the Third Hwangje

The blaze I have witnessed was yearning with desire

To burn flesh like a neurotic cage

Then I've drawn my royal sword from its ancient scabbard

And the blade longing to cut flesh

When the divinity clock struck upon the midnight hour

I knew that all will no longer know rest.

My love for them is replaced by scorn

Give me strength to succeed in this bountiful slaughter

Stygian banks await them all

Drown their feeble souls like a kraken on a hunt

May the sun shine not upon their homes

Their fates are decided

This newfound hatred invoked be a deadly force

For now they must welcome war.

Crushing dead leaves of our blessed bride Autumn

Enemy bodies as they fall where they stand

Dismembered flesh paint the valley 'neath our feet

Our sacrifices shall push us to achieve 

The severed bodied limbs of our enemies

Are now ornaments to our Stygian Decree

The Stygian Goddess shall revel in my hatred

For there will be no mercy

My royal blade hath tasted such fresh warm scarlet

And the grand finale is to watch their home burn

By the flames of my newfound hatred

Spare none to tell the tale but us

Fine retribution for their horrid betrayal

For it is our Stygian Decree.

Nobles in my court shall waltz to this conjured serenade

A tale of blood and hatred that will last for ages

So ends the song of the Third Hwangje

Let it remind those who seek to spawn forth his rage

Should they wish to drift 'pon Stygian streams.