Winds of time
I command thee
Once Forsaken in this shadowed world
Conquered by my own self
Once again I shall rise
Strength Forged in iron
Candle burns slowly once again
Patience is the lost key
Mortality the greatest gift
Wind screams my name
Consumed by powers-
Beyond comprehension
My sentence revoked -
Deeds of a past life
Shadows still hide beneath me
Watching every move
Waiting for this moment to strike
The fires from the deep
They yearn for me
Longing for this moment for centuries
Now this gift may seem like a curse
Drawn into the deep caverns
Begging for a merciful end
My eternal torment
Those once lost souls
to be found once more
Or destined to walk alone
The fires from the deep
They yearn for me
Longing for this moment for centuries
Now this gift may seem like a curse
As Time pushes and pulls