It was on a late rainy night, many years ago I was born under the autumn tree of November My hans were so little and my eyes so small Years have passed by and still i do not know What happened, what became of that infant That laid in a cradle of October leaves As i look inside my inner cosmos, and open the door …To my soul i can see the battle that rages Look at the flowers that died, the feeble words Of this sick humanity that wants to take my pride Then there was that voice in the land of dreams Who told me that i am the pillar of a new era The more i wrote, the more i read, the more i thought Every piece of my dreamland became that much clearer From that day forward, i knew who i was... Stand for me... Bow for me... Bleed for me... Pray for me... I still remember the pain The wounds…still remain I crowned myself immortal My path to glory shall be endless I rule the dead... I rule my life... I rule your life... I rule over the red... As the night swallowed my soul I felt the power i behold No one stands up to me anymore I gave my hand in a salute to death...