The Choice

Remains, corpses

The evil shines in the air

Disorder, conflicts

Times of transgressions

Run and trt to flee

From agony, from torture

The suffering

That waits for you

Is larger than you could foresee

For more you flee

For more you cry

For more you prey

You shall die

Feel the rage

Spreading through the air

See of what

This being is able to

Everybody who cross my path

I will lead them

With pleasure to disgrace

I will lead you to a place

Where you´ll feel alive

Through golden paths

You will ride

For more you flee

For more you cry

For more you prey

You shall die

Pieces of your flesh

Will feed my hunger

Drops of your blood

Will cease my thirst

Your suffering

Is my one pleasure

My companion is

Your one choice

I am the light in the end

Appeasing your agony

I am who will guide you

When your eyes could not see

I am the strenght and courage

When you have no more forces

I am the one

To give you a chance

To ride thru´ golden paths

The choice

Is made by you.