Alone in the tower where windows are closed lives a man who they fear Trapped by cruel fate by an oath he has sworn Bound to the darkness though his soul still longs for light His eyes still seek the truth in the things that are black But inside his soul the burning light is back Across the rooftops Knife in his hands Black as the shadow of the night As silent as the wind he moves from roof to roof Until he sees the man of whom he's looking for King's faithful servant grinding his knife In his dark chamber he awaits for the night Black heart, black mind but the deed must be done to kill the victim of his king's crooked lies