In the midst of a pit where death's-heart beat
At the far most point
Where several world meet
In the mist, erupts passion where motion sets remorse
Energy flows in a shapeless course
And sorrow-forged in fireThe seeds of storm
Burst and grow to become a swarm
To hammer out your dreams
With a dreadful coatingAll is but a prison when the heart is confined
All is but death when deprived of prideMy thirst arose, and now loose, I begin the search for glory
When a whim become a will and paves the way to powerWhen in famine
The hour always comes late when fulfilling a burning desire
When touching the core and the heart of the pyre
A scorched black path leads to my salvation
This way demands great deeds
To mock fear and despair
To put an end to my starvationDanger glances like a sunshine to a brave man's eyes
As honor is seductive to the shamed and shallow
And fortune a stranger to the downcast
Deafen by, by a meager cryI crave and hunger
For a thunderous love
A serpentine love for hate and gloryDanger is indeed for me, a graceful jubilationWith a vigilant eye, I observe the sky
To guide me and my flock
To relieve and cure our ills
An omen from above
Our steps, led by a distant staffWhen time and place will come into eclipse, we will be as one