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