The Prophet

A crack in the sky, beneath a burning sun.
Desolate lands, ruled by the relentless one.
Surmount these high peaks, and enter his realm.
Across fields of bones, I came to rule a land.

I am the chosen one,
born of eternal silence.
I am the prophet of the end.
None shall defy my will,
bow down to swear allegiance.
I am the prophet of the end.

Await the arrival, as the sun turns red.
I laugh in the face of death,
may never return again.
For decades this secret was kept,
in the depths of this world.
My Life destined to be the one,
that fulfills the oath.

Im travelling through time.
On wings of temptation, towards the light.
Chaos breeds chaos.
Enshrouded by darkness, the essence of life.

The howls of the damned.
A distant moaning as i ascend.
Chaos breeds chaos.
I brought misery to these lands.

I plead for forgiveness, I pray and repent.

Afflicted by shattered illusions.

A blaze in the nightsky, the sign of the end.
I am buried in a dream

I am the chosen one,
born of eternal silence.
I am the prophet of the end.
None shall defy my will,
bow down to swear allegiance.
I am the prophet of the end.