Tale Of Revenge

He bears a tale so gloom and tragic never to be known Into darkness now fallen, into hatred now grown Like stillborn child drifting in the silent seas Of blood, crushing all his dreams No castle walls can hold the fury in his eyes Devotion for death, now controls his life No gold or silver can bring him consolation Only one thing is left inside him, the desire of revenge One light so cold and pale, sleeping quietly all alone One life so old and grey, wandering away from home Parted with a horrid cry, snow falls on his grief United by the sword of wicked screams What deeds he has done to hear those dreadful sounds In the ruins of memories he wanders, forever bound Forever bound to death! Wait for me in the mountains, haunt for me in the winds Wait for me in the land where nothing lives Until the day I have found revenge, I will feed my sword Until my heart is cold, every breath of mine is yours Wait for me in the mountains, haunt for me in the winds Wait for me in the land where nothing lives Until the day I have found revenge, I will feed my sword Until my heart is cold, every breath of mine is yours every breath of mine is yours