Words as empty as still air, tell me what’s to be

In my mind, my dear dark dread, tugs a string

The string ties to an end of a sense fog: my being

There’s an uncertain darkness beyond the fog

I must be careful, because there is nothing beyond the smog

My body urges, my mind longs, and my heart aches

The nights are dense, the days are long, and everything breaks

Nothing lasts, but the time is short, all too very short

I dance to a beat unknown to me, I cannot abort

Yet all is uncertain, all is unknown, everyone cries

Everything to believe in, everything stands, everything dies

What hope is there for a demon, war born and war beaten?

Fate has condemned, eternity enslaved, so sick and ill treated

Gore is his bath; blood is his drink, so I sing

Bring a man to his brink, and you shall see him sin

To the unknown future I walk, shadows surrounded

Into the further, into the future, I am bounded

As long as I breathe, as long as I walk, blood in my veins

In the darkness I stalk, in the moon I dance, I will remain.