Immortality Crusade Part I

nobody knew his identity

nobody saw his real visage

his face was always behind the helmet

a nameless warrior, looking for werwena

he fought in each battle without repose

believing every time that it was his last.

before him only fields colored with blood

his wolfish soul was howling for freedom

for ages death have followed his track

but every time he managed (to deceived it)

hope of finding the valley of peace

kept him alive (throughout the centuries)

be my friends

for I am the true confessor of flesh,

that lives forever!

(he left behind only sorrow and pain

not guilty for anything

born to kill and destroy

that was his destiny)

black wolf, brother in misery

(showed him the path)

and revealed before his eyes, the desired view

the valley he was seeking whole his life

endless field of werwena

possesing the power of immortality

but when he was only one step

from the goal Death stood by his side

asking for one last battle

and he couldn't refuse

(to much he hated her,

that was his destiny)

he saw thousand faces of death

and within them all his sufferings

now, when he believed in nothing

was the time to die

(distressful body reposed among werwena

to turn into dust

helmet, which he didn't took of from his birth

crashed into ground,

and from within it escaped a young Eagle)

(and the Eagle in it's flight for freedom shouted out:

- withdraw from the house of death!

and they have gathered, and they have become the ones it was said to

and they are deathless, those who fly the wind)

be my friends

for I am the true confessor of flesh,

that lives forever