By the Torchlight I am kept Imprisoned... My Hordes never to rise again And my Blade... Damned to nevermore taste Blood It calls for me, to raise it to the Sky And strike down all that is holy To shed the Blood of the Living Now it can only she Tears If only the light Was not so bright Then maybe I could fall Back into the Darkness That I once called Home This Torch--it stares And laughs at me... Mocking my Existence