It was on a late rainy night, many years ago

I was born under the autumn tree of November

My hans were so little and my eyes so small

Years have passed by and still i do not know

What happened, what became of that infant

That laid in a cradle of October leaves



As i look inside my inner cosmos, and open the

door

…To my soul i can see the battle that rages

Look at the flowers that died, the feeble

words

Of this sick humanity that wants to take my

pride

Then there was that voice in the land of

dreams

Who told me that i am the pillar of a new era



The more i wrote, the more i read, the more i

thought

Every piece of my dreamland became that much

clearer

From that day forward, i knew who i was...



Stand for me...

Bow for me...

Bleed for me...

Pray for me...



I still remember the pain

The wounds…still remain

I crowned myself immortal

My path to glory shall be endless



I rule the dead...

I rule my life...

I rule your life...

I rule over the red...



As the night swallowed my soul

I felt the power i behold

No one stands up to me anymore

I gave my hand in a salute to death...