---

The old man wanders through the field

Draped in smoke and moss

He falls upon a bloodwood teak

Found what was once thought lost

The ultimate cost

Stones are levitating

He firmly grips the branch

This life is for the taking

We never stood a chance

The hour grows near

Beams cascade on high

Feeding off of the fear

He can taste their demise

With the bark in palm

Ground shaking, disturb the calm

Endbringer of worlds

Evil awaken, the blindfold unfurls

The hour grows near

Birds fall from the sky

End is seen so clear

There's no more time

The war wages on

Inside the fray

All hope is gone

Fading to grey

Eliminate all

Unblinking eye leads the way

Running through the next dimension

Find an answer to the question

Is this really all we're here for

Live and die and dig our own grave