This soul is shrouded by a curtain of night
From the darkness the soul was forged
Destined to overcome the spent and
triumphant in a monumental victory
Where the light battles shadow
Between two worlds mismatched and distant
Strike my sword into the earth
Embracing the flood of tenebrosity
Eternal cries carried by night winds
Too cold for human ears
Tell of the secrets and strength, I hold
And the kiss of wrath I bring
When cold harsh morning winds blow
glare of darkness takes its leave
It is from here my strength comes
Billow of hardened tears and lost faith
Invisible blanket silent and distant
Once worn by men who were great
It gives no light nor owns
But still leads me through dark
Only I know this strength
That of shadow and death
Only I know from where it comes
In the wake of darkness and night
It comes to me and gives to me its might
Rewarded with eternal darkness
Driven across their land
A strength in my hand's palm
That crumbles to the dust
from which I was born
