The Somber Grounds Of Truth - Bishop Of Hexen

The hours filled with a glowing light

Now seem a distant sight

As i wallow in the somber grounds of truth

The eyes are cloaked by the void within

A rough terrain reveals

And a mere glance is enough

The air itself contaminated with sadness

Sharp shapes and threatening with sadness

…all around.

.the wrecks of passion and desire

Oh on wings of fire

And steeds of steel

Come salvation

Harmony divine!

Whatever price it my ask from me

No matter what the cost should be

It is the key to unleash my entity

Obliterating the snares before me

Restored to earth oh so it seems

A dreamer in a nightmare!

A star follow star and all are dim

Piercing a thousand holes in my soul…

Fierce beams struck my brow

The soul of Nature sprang elate

And mine sank sad and low!

My loyal archer hate

Volunteered to use his bow!

Hope indeed appeared

And brought dew instead of tears

Here a parth revealed

But it is me, left here, to struggle through the night…

Wisdom weaved a web and there it carefully laid salvation and sacrifice