revoke, the fire within thyself 
ill blow it away on my return 
free, the warriors the time [bad word] 
to give in to the night and its holiness

the power to rise is on our side 
damnation of the world [bad word] 
upon my return i would feed on you 
i would kill to mark my words!

Your kingdom would die 
and so would its children 
i wont take a move!
its begun within your system 
you fall,my rise into

upon my return
my return into your soul

delusion swept in , wind drew me to desire 
secluding you from pain 
the fading light , grey all around 
the mirror hides you from yourself 
and death you thought is the end of desire 
the dawn of a new beginning

there you lie in your closed quarters
weeping away the day 
and there you stand neath my shadow 
there [bad word] within!

beyond death am i and all its gory wonders
my light would never stop to burn 
till i met wid her eyes veiled behind 
that robe ,day broke onto us 
and the grey that i saw was all turning into blue 
and the light that you shone upon our world
was as bright as time once was 
i take refuge and give in to her power 
till the day i return