I've seen the eye of the storm,
The freezing winds will tear, my will for words that I've sworn

I've lead the hunters pack to battlegrounds still undefeated.
Hoping to not turn back, with morals low and hopes depleted.

I've lost my wings to guide me
To where my arrows fall,
My memories a token, of where she lay down broken

A toast for the fallen on loneliest nights.
By those who have not felt the blade.
Come forth , dearest reaper and come take my life.
Your presence here caused no dismay

And kings fell to glory, but others will rise
The end of a story, Like others before me

Once soared like an eagle, a god of the skies
No longer felt burdened by mere mortal ties

The rain and the lightning now covered my eyes.
Robbed from my freedom , by gods that arise
A slave to my anger, shackled by its chains
The longing for vengeance still burns in my veins

The night will stain red, in a spectacle of blood
Tonight, i will open the skies and dismember your gods

Don't let me return to the hell where i'm from.
Speak your litanies no more

I'll drown the heavens in rivers of tears
For your betrayal

I've lived by the sword i won't die for your words

May my arrows find a way to your heart and lift this curse, once and for all

I hold no fear for this life, through many tired days, I've seen the end of this fight
No glory left for me, I've sinned too many times, to be expected to rise

Your soul is as black as the words that you form,
A dark shapeless mess, forcing me no more

And light nor dark can now break me down
A withered king, broken. No justice nor crowns