["Everything changes tonight"]



Finally arriving at the keep

Reaching safety - the child asleep

Altars of atonement aqainst the walls

Whispering echoes in the endless halls



rough carved corridors painted blood red

Sparks of explosion from the distant bloodshed

Illuminates the sky with colours of gold

As the last story of the pilgrims unfold



... so hear the Keep - it shall reveal the traitor