The Devil's Hand - Vreid

After the storm the hate was born

Torn from the childhoods warmth

Lost in time

Lost in Life

I broke away from the repent of lies

So I walked

Endless miles away

Sought the company of the road

Solitude it gave

I continued to walk

It was march or the grave

I came across misery

I conquered fear

I challanged fate

As the beast they created

I always operated

On the dark side of life

Wrapped in shade

Like a wolf I stray

They see me coming

But they look away

I am a shadow

That can always be seen

But never touched

I am their worst dream