My Destiny; a Weapon

Come forth, a wanderer

Through the gates of shadow now behold

To a kingdom burning

Where whispers spoke of a traitor

With a cruel scythe shining no remorse

When facing them alone

Deaths horse riding onward

With a vengeance sworn I harvest

To the begging of their final breaths

Reaping time had time

Cowards, I sacrifice myself unto me

From an ancient primal force

Old curses manifesting storms

I call upon you

So come to life, blind archer now given sight

To lose your dreadful arrows

Night winds, cry my name

In a waking dream

Was a vision of the sky torn open

Of lost horizons, endlessly

With a cruel scythe evermore

To the nameless end, I follow

Cowards, I sacrifice myself unto me