[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,
Where it lies forgotten,
Covered with a layer of the whole millennium`s dust
And still waiting and waiting...
Who finds it and use it,
Will become the Lord of the World,
The Central Point of Magic
Is conjured in it....
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,
Bond of dark anger,
Cruelty, passion and victory...
When I seize it with my hands
And say the Words,
Then the Galaxy contracts,
Then be in fear, you...
... you disgusting, you stinking!
[(**) Dante, Inferno.]