Hint of Black

I remember the soft touch of your skin,

I remember the warm embrace of flesh,

Alas, how i loved the taste of your blood,

Indeed, I am the dagger stuck in your heart.

Redemption I give, to the likes of you,

Cold souls, with nothing else to lose,

I carve my name upon your skin,

Indeed, my name is the Death of you and all your kin...

I tear the soul out of your body,

I cast a shadow across to hide you from their sight,

Tormenting you with all that you never even knew,

Indeed, my name is Kharon, delivering you to the realm of the dead...

I am the tool that delivers,

The means to an end,

I am the purpose and the deliverer,

You know my name, but what dare you see,

... when you gaze upon my face?

The key of the realm stays hidden, within my reach,

Out of your sight...

[Chronicles of the Fallen] The Forgotten Angel

And the eight angel, poured his vial into the souls of men,

And immortality was taken from them,

And given unto the beasts of earth, fire, water and air,

And power was given unto them to rule with teeth and claws

The Forgotten Verse

Morbid memories of a past that died

Rotting visions of a future that could have been,

Long ago when there was still a soul

Inside these rotting bones of mine

The future hastens, the road ahead,

Are to be chosen randomly

Life, usualy decided by the roll of the dice,

My path was carved in stone

Too long ago, before all that, and even further,

The Golden Path was laid,

Before me,

A test for the strenght of mind.

There will be a time,

When all the words shall fade,

Allowing the worms to devour,

The final dreams,

Of a world that dies

[Chronicles Of The Fallen] Baptism Of Fire

And the fourth angel poured out his vial upon the sun;

And power was given unto him to scorch men with fire.

Fire flowing from above,

Fire burning in the pits on hell,

Fire melting our dreams and hopes,

Fire to drown it all

the non existing hope

The flames of judgement

Casting shadows inside all souls,

Scaring the darkness away,

Revealing imperfection more and more,

negating all past delusions

Reek of death, reek of salvation

Take your last breath of freedom,

If you fall or if you rise,

To be a servant of true light,

or servant of the lies,

A servant nonetheless...

Wish fire upon the fallen,

Fire upon the earth,

Fire to burn the ascended,

Fire to devour it all...