Keeper of the Dead

As a boy, he was to young to see

And didn't know what it was

But from the start he was meant to be,

Just one among us

Now as a man, he's blinded by thirst

On his way to tare down the church

Like a spell that been castHe was the keeper

The keeper of the dead

Got all the features

To justify all threatsJust for a while, he may appear for you

In different shapes and disguise

Nothing here and nothing left for you

And there's no reason to cry

Dive into his world,

For the hunt of a promised land

You didn't know he was coming

You haven't ever been askedThey call you fool, but you should not listen

To all of their lies, they trying to tell you