I am cloaked in grayish skies a thunderstorm conjured within the night The lightning strikes from within my eyes Vengeance is mine to reap tonight Alone I fly, through a moonless sky A darkened hole of emptiness deep inside Crucified and left to die My body rots but my mind still thrives
And now the landscape is so surreal Forever changing paths and luminous hills Thunder roars as my anger grows My breath sweeps the land as the blood flows
(upon the winds of vengeance.) My wrath is a vortex of twisting pain Of tearing wind and crushing rain Total devastation, nowhere to hide My apocalypse comes thrice
A hurricaine of screaming souls Towering waves reaching forth toward their foes The graves of your dead, torn from the earth Into the abyss, forever interred
The valkyrie of death has unquenchable thirst Claws that grasp life, will insure no rebirth As death marches to the ancient hymn Undying forces rule the land once again.
Mountains spewing forth the blood of earth Burning the land, paving a path for the dead The earth is ours once again.