Shadowlands

Let the silence of the lambs  

Echo the howling of the wolves.  

Let the swelling of the void  

swallow the sun.  

For I have shed the blood.  

I have walked beyond the gates.  

And I have sworn, to you I bow.  


From the crystal towers I fall  

To the shadows within the mist.  

To free this wandering soul life failed to tame.  

In my final hours I yearn  

To wield the torch of Lucifer.  

And in the end no angel wept for me.  

 
Let the fury of the Gods 

Rape the world of its pride.  

Let the children of the fallen one  

rise from the ash.  

Let your left hand bleed  

Upon the path that few shall see.  

There the keepers of the sacred truth lie in wait.  


In the shadow of malice 

In the valley of death.  

This trail I have followed.  

These years of unrest.  

False idols abandoned  

For the curse of the horns.  

The blood of the weakened 

Spills onto the altars we've adorned.  


No sorcery of saviors, 

No fallacies of hope, 

Could lure me from this sacred ground, 

Where forever I roam.