Master Of Shadows

Countless years and countless deaths
left behind as he rides these godless paths
The dawning of a bloodred sun
marking the hour of wolves soon upon him.

"You hesitate to step into the unknown
Be there powers beyond compare?
None have seen.
Will you defy the darkness everlasting
and let go of the light?
Prepare to never return."

Crossing endless fields of the damned
Lifeless trees with their roots in a river of blood
Lamenting croaks of ravens above
Circling, certain to feast on his remains.

Berserker bloodthirsty bringer of ruin and despair
Wayfarer a child of the land and the sea
Conqueror born in the light of a thousand suns
Berserker!
Usurper!
Destroyer!
The Grand Conqueror!
Master of Death!

"How dare you enter my dominion?
Fool of a mortal, your sword is useless here
Your flesh is your prison, your soul will be mine!
Come, let my minions feast on your fear."

Riding through wind, fire and rain
blinded by darkness passing through halls of the slain
Strong of will and steady of hand
Crushing with force the tyrant of these shadowlands.

A good tale always needs to be told again
No matter how gruesome or hopeless
Such is the tale of this warrior
who above all else desired power and glory.

A cloak of shadow draped on his back
King of all kings yet eternally bound to his fate
Free from the chains of mortality
He pursues the fame of the high gates afar.

Berserker bloodthirsty bringer of ruin and despair
Wayfarer a child of the land and the sea
Demigod gravely transcending from this earthly plane
Berserker!
Usurper!
Destroyer!
The Grand Conqueror!
Master of Death!