The Child of Death...

There she changes, sheds her shyness Her eyes turn coal black, looses its shining Lost in the folds of ancient secrets She complies with her call Her master she looks ahead Shining pale rock, who thought thou art thus mighty? Her eyes brim with unshed tears Iron manacles her hearts are bound with She steals the hearts of men afore The corpse decayed and torn.... Her lustrous hair flies behind her As she takes cover from her self Oh! Return her soul, return her life.... Thou monstrous rock of might.... Her feet tread paths untraveled Her sobs echo through the lands... Like the whispers of wind her calls for help She is lost forever in the folds of ancient books Her fate sealed with blood, marked with despair Her cries like autumn breeze

Her hopes unfed, her feet knead burning coals Her image imprinted in an old nightmare That they shalt not take pains to remember no more

Cursed thou art man Thy fate is not unlike

Thy memories shall go to cur That spring upon your pale cold corpse Thy heart shalt not be thine own Thy cries of please shall end in blasts That the winds themselves foretold Death will follow your paths Thy search shall end in tears Thou who art the harbinger of death

Darkness shall overtake you like the mist Envelope you in the folds of white That thou shalt be remembered no more.... Thy fears were true, you wretched soul Oh! Child of death Why should you have lived? Did not thou trade thy heart with her? Her soul for thine own.... She'll dwell in your memories no more.... Oh! Child of fate Thou art the end and beginning Of stories untold Of mysteries unfold..... Thou art the life and thou art the death An endless loop of time.... That the ancients foretold.... That none shalt take pains to remember no more........