I was born to the sound of the funeral bell 
To the sounds of mourning - when Night cast Her spell 
My path is of solitude - I dwell where all Winds blow 
I rise with Nightfall - Helios my foe 
I am the One Who stands in whispering Halls 
On both sides of the mirror - Our Legacy foretold 
I am the silent traveller amongst you as I walk 
The stranger at your funerals... 
KPABE MEAAN KOPAB 
KPABE KOPAKA 
KPABE MEAAN KOPA8 
KPAZE! 
I am the shadows that dance across your walls 
Looking through your misty windows 
as the Sun descends and the Night falls 
I am the unexpected knock upon your door 
The Howling wind that blows your fire out 
in winter Nights so cold... 
I am the silent One Who visits when you sleep 
The One you talk about that stirs a fear so deep! 
I am the sound of footsteps that makes the traveller turn 
The one you would like to catch and hope that fire can 
burn!