A few steps ahead is the gate from where I came

I was brought here by angels

They saw me in sadness and pain

My wounds will never heal

Every time I walk in my garden of flowers

Trying to feel alive again, but I fail

Nothing more than a dead leaf I have become

Why am I so far away from home

The pale faces of my ten feet high statues

Are crying tears of blood

Their wings are broken and lies scattered in the snow

No more I regret my deeds



The gods created me this way

To hear the thunder before it strikes

To dream about things that will happen

To be the one you so much hate



We hear the voices from the past

Their anger spread among us

Some may hear it some may not

We who hear them are guardians of the truth once lost

Our path not yet revealed

But I know these lands are not meant for my feets to walk



I levitate above the flames from hell

The gods scream their anger towards me

I'm their scapegoat but still their equal

My sword will be their destiny

Their blood shall free my children

My dragon banner will rise