I am the still darkness of stars I am the shadow of a flickering flame I am the mournful moaning of wind I am the sigh of a tomb of silence I am the cold eternity of the sea I am the blood-stained dagger of the hearts
Here I am, the bell that plagues the conscience Overwhelmed by the pale abyss Here I am, the gloomy temple of my soul That will never let you forget Here I am, frozen into a gem of wisdom That petrifies with fear Here I am, the anthem of shadow That reverberates with a distant resonance Here I am, the chariot running blindly to a certain death As merciless as the grave Here I am, the prophet of haunting infinity That pervades from all sides
I am the bright flame amidst the gale I illuminate mountain murk with the glow of dawn I am the ember of my pain, the star of my power I am the thunder of the storm louder than eternity I am the dust of desert scratching bloodstained tombs