Hear say the fallen lunatic
The weary, the innoncent
Ones deemed unworthy and unfit
Those who confined to none but wrath
Hear say the bearer of death
A beacon of awe, of evil beneath
The ebb and flow you've etched
Rests in hand of the foul witch
Hear say the fury that walks
For spite is the answer to all the doubt
The seas of red and the dark skies
Tread along as you heave asunder
Hear say the icon of malevolence
I entrust upon you our utmost vain
The elegy of sorrow and the phantom of pain
Lead us astray, lead us to fray