Night, long ago When this faithful child was born Prophecy in his hands Blessed with power of the gods
Fire burning in his mind Dusk of the light Evil creeping in his soul Blood will run on This lands barren earth
Loosing all through battles pride He was hiding in the woods Lost his mother the day before Through the hands of weeping dawn
Couldn’t wait for revenge to come Studied spells of pagan birth
He heard the voices in the trees Telling him secrets long untold He felt the power in his heart Unleashing fury in the winds Reaching out for revenge to be Time for him was now
Anger was rising Mercy beyond him He burned the souls Of countless of men
He vow vengeance Took lives among them He got revenge But he couldn’t cease
Far away in the realms of wrath Roamed a man on the darkest path Blinded eyes by his inner strife Hear the tale of the Wizard’s Life
War felt on every man and woman Death crept this land of fear Spells casted in the ruins of daylight Skies red as dyed from blood
Knights on the hunt for the head of the wizard Caught in the woods after days of journey Seduced by spells of pagan Magic Hit by a sword in the middle of his abstruse heart
Now he lies down to the feet of The knights of weeping dawn Passing away with his last breath He lost his power