The books tell uncovered lies Tattered and dusted I marched years forth To find the end Of the Five sources I follow one and Its a dead end
Sunken deep in the hill They open the doors to the unknown depths
what they see is terrifying Run you fools to the waters But you were to slow And this is the end of the road Enter the gates
I see dust particles of black hate Witchcraft is seeable My eyes turn red I see nothing but blood Hate is now my mission Scourge the lands I am a cursed one
Silenced my fuckin right of mind Out of mind Out of my fucking mind
Close the doors Lock me in Like the beast I am Tighten my chains The book lied I am enraged
You seem so easy to manipulate I write a sacrafice for you and only you I heed for you and I