Esteban's Promise

I (myself) Esteban son of the dark side,
 Illuminated monarch of the abyss
 (which is) forgotten by
 The divine light
 I'm alive.
 Ancient now inexistent laws,
 Which have been destroyed
 By you man,
 Prevented me from waking up.
 I will come riding a black dragon
 In delirium winds
 And anguish wings
 Purify the air
 'cause I'm coming and sacrifice
 To the big tree with fire and blood.
 I Esteban promise...
 Power and glory in the anarchy of evil
 To you poor mortals
 Unite in my magic circle
 In a way without return
 Swear in me voices in the wind
 Voices from a moan which fades in a delirium
 Like the weak dust settles on the ruins of the past.
 Oh lost souls in the whirl of the infinite
 Esteban is alive...
 And so is the legend...