Trudging his way through the wind and rain,
He limps slowly due to searing pain...
Finally he saw their nightmares were his dreams,
Fire setting through his veins so bright...
Trodding aimlessly along a broken stone path,
On the cold lonely moor in my sanctuary...
Fire burning in my heart.
Beating like a pagan drum...
I really didn't like how this turned out... I'll...
His walk is ancient
His step is slight...
At first i saw your devilish eyes
they were what drew me near...
The shadow of evil moves silently across the land;
Nature and the animals cower, run and hide...
In the darkness
you will see a bird as black as night...
Hooded figures of shadow and fog
float over the misty water...
How are they to know the things that I beheld
Each time I looked inside my soul, I saw...
Theres royalty let out
but not as you no it...