Konkhra
Stranded
An old man at the shore of his life
In desperation and fear he lies
The truth he has tried to conceal
In his mind... before his flesh will part
He was caught in the web of temptation
That norns had woven for him
He had chosen the faddish path of violence
And sacrifice... for ancient gods belief
He was one of the proud
He was violence unleashed
Bend to his will of power
Or join the hordes of deceased
Now he pities himself for his doings
Told by Christ that his motive were wrong
How come he had tread the evil path
While he felt his willpower strong
At the centre of conscience
My fear stares at me
White rimmed eyes, ceremonial mask
No human face, what I see
From Letras Mania