| 歌曲 | Night Of Infamy |
| 歌手 | Falconer |
| 专辑 | The Sceptre Of Deception |
| 作曲 : Weinerhall | |
| Step inside and join us tonight. | |
| Don't stand in the cold like strangers. | |
| [Erik:] | |
| Thank you brother, we kindly accept. | |
| Let us feast tonight to the grace of God | |
| The night continued in a high mood | |
| but when all had went to bed | |
| a darker temper started to intrude. | |
| The royal pair, surprised! | |
| [Birger:] | |
| This night of infamy | |
| I will never forget | |
| nor will my brothers, | |
| the vengeance I'll get. | |
| I'll leave you restless, | |
| I'll leave you blind | |
| until one night: | |
| A stab from behind. | |
| [Birger:] | |
| Although my eyes beheld cheap | |
| I should not have mistaken the wolves' scent. | |
| [Marta:] | |
| Their souls awaits nocturnal domains | |
| their sweet taste of victory is only lent. | |
| [Birger and Marta:] | |
| Locked behind steel and stone, | |
| locked away by infamy. | |
| Listening to my reflections of life. | |
| Starving us to skin and bone, | |
| leaving us to agony. | |
| Seeing signs too late of their strife. | |
| [Erik:] | |
| Now we are the ones to rule | |
| the kingdom like it should, | |
| as finally the credulous fool | |
| is set aside for all of time. |
| zuò qǔ : Weinerhall | |
| Step inside and join us tonight. | |
| Don' t stand in the cold like strangers. | |
| Erik: | |
| Thank you brother, we kindly accept. | |
| Let us feast tonight to the grace of God | |
| The night continued in a high mood | |
| but when all had went to bed | |
| a darker temper started to intrude. | |
| The royal pair, surprised! | |
| Birger: | |
| This night of infamy | |
| I will never forget | |
| nor will my brothers, | |
| the vengeance I' ll get. | |
| I' ll leave you restless, | |
| I' ll leave you blind | |
| until one night: | |
| A stab from behind. | |
| Birger: | |
| Although my eyes beheld cheap | |
| I should not have mistaken the wolves' scent. | |
| Marta: | |
| Their souls awaits nocturnal domains | |
| their sweet taste of victory is only lent. | |
| Birger and Marta: | |
| Locked behind steel and stone, | |
| locked away by infamy. | |
| Listening to my reflections of life. | |
| Starving us to skin and bone, | |
| leaving us to agony. | |
| Seeing signs too late of their strife. | |
| Erik: | |
| Now we are the ones to rule | |
| the kingdom like it should, | |
| as finally the credulous fool | |
| is set aside for all of time. |