In the black, shapes of unknown line aments 
A fucker of fore coming my way, a spark of the death 
Sun is set, time is for me, the ascent 
Fantastic are the terros, my cold breath 

Deep into that darkness seeing cracks in time for me 
Feel the night's ghost gently peering in at what's to 
be 
Dreadful are the actions, mercilessly begun 
As I remain, I am touched by the devilish one 
Fire, walk with me! 

Feel the terrors 
The reek of virtue's sour smell 
There are ways to make it through 
There are ways for me and you 
Grasp of darkness dwells 
Time has come for me 
To meet my shadow self 

Resembling nothing I've ever seen before 
Standing tall among giants yet forlorn 
The biting cold of this crimson nightmare's grip 
Is tearing at my strength, my soul will rip 

The dweller on the threshold time reflection of the 
soil 
Slipping into the deadness of this mighty black hole 
Final chance now to set my spirit free 
I say "fire, fire, fire walk with me!" 

Now I've come to terms that fear is the key 
A dance now in the moonlight the circle of sycamore 
trees 

"Through the darkness of future past the magician longs 
to see 
One chants out between two worlds 'Fire walk with me!'"