I walk the skies, a missile targeted on my every move
Designed to fight, not cower in the shallow traps
Homing in on the base, constantly awake, never sleep
Missions disappear in the blink of an eye

The river Time flows down, I make the dam
And stop the power, an instant sive
I will be the mentor, I will be the law
Your work can be replaced, my friend;
But you cannot

Close your eyes, submit to the shroud
The veil of fairies who marry the sky and inherit the wind
Inhabit the clouds and rescind the rain
There is only one protector, and easily defeated is she

The knot of lies winds through this land like a plague-filled river
The basin the ugliest of the most foul
As futile as catching water with a net
And just as strong

The bigger the ego, the easier robbed
When the festival is a place of merriment
The cutthroat wishes to know what it’s like to be bored
And in a snap of his finger he finds that even a hide will pay a debt

If you’re easier tricked by your eyes than by your senses
Don’t look into the blue pools that are not of this world
Those who have mastered the highest of crimes receive the greatest honor
Before you can find them, they are here, they are there, they are gone

Learning the ways of life, like riding the foulwinds
Unaffected by sickness, and a quick pikeman on a barrelbomb
Opportunist with faults that serve his defenses
A thunderclap electrifies the seas, and a spell as strong as the mountain that quakes its existence

Bury the past, and don’t look back
Flailing in the wind, unbound and no control
Save the man whose face you’ve never seen
Because he’ll control your life without your permission

Our only warning are the seers of the night
But they work against us, and only exist for now
They watch their earthly brothers fall with pure bred hatred in their eyes
One distracts the present, another clogs your veins with the venom we all carry

A hollow man is never without desire
Constantly hungering for the hunt
And hunger is a madness in a land where madness flourishes
Despondent, breaking the heads off chess pieces
Just to watch them bleed

An oily caress the land can only provide now
Siphoned all the souls it could swallow
And in a land where there is nothing save torture
A soul is a useless frivolity

The haunted land is a place where not even the dead will let you pass
A corrupt thief who exists only to pilfer
It’s your money or your life
Leave everything that you knew behind

This land is its own living hell
Reflecting only nightmares
And you’ll run into the wall
Just to escape yourself

Shrouded in the deepworld, rising to the land only to feast on the living
One eye always watching, the ritual so urbane
Rousing the countryside, dropping from the sky on man and woman
Disease carriers that infect the land with their rotten-tooth grin

A mercenary army, fighting for the reward of life
Stand ready to die for the world
Erased in an existence so distant
Opal reality, triggered only by the effects that displease them

Caught adrift in a river of souls, white pasty and tasteless
But vanish around the body quickly enough
That victory in the hand of the revolutionary
Is guaranteed, and invigoration the most powerful side-effect