Johnny In Willow Creek

I was travelling on a road

Too familiar to me
Suddenly I was in Willow Creek
And couldn't get away from here

And nobody seems to really care

They have fire in their blind eyes
Cowards die along the sands
While trolls and ghouls come passing by

Johnny in Willow Creek

Where is the place I used to live?
My life had another pace
Now it's thick with a dark breeze

My memory told me I longed

In my dreams for a harsh world
Made from steel entwined with flesh
Bolts of carnage and the deeds of bold

What is it like to be a zerk?

I can change my name and hear
A crude barbarian savage dances
To these old verses sung by Tyr

I traced my fictional ancestry

Until I recovered my lost mind
A newfound glory so deeply carved
My human life was left behind

Feel the pain of a sad world

Each heartbeat is a casualty
Insults and threats, the earth is trembling
Forged my life in Loathing and Fear

You see the defiler on the Dramus

We, imprisoned inside the Tain
Someone will be left behind
Another toast to that one again