It was on a late rainy night, many years ago
I was born under the autumn tree of November
My hans were so little and my eyes so small

Years have passed by and still i do not know
What happened, what became of that infant
That laid in a cradle of October leaves


As i look inside my inner cosmos, and open the
door

…To my soul i can see the battle that rages
Look at the flowers that died, the feeble
words

Of this sick humanity that wants to take my
pride
Then there was that voice in the land of

dreams
Who told me that i am the pillar of a new era


The more i wrote, the more i read, the more i
thought
Every piece of my dreamland became that much

clearer
From that day forward, i knew who i was...


Stand for me...
Bow for me...
Bleed for me...

Pray for me...

I still remember the pain

The wounds…still remain
I crowned myself immortal
My path to glory shall be endless


I rule the dead...
I rule my life...

I rule your life...
I rule over the red...


As the night swallowed my soul
I felt the power i behold
No one stands up to me anymore

I gave my hand in a salute to death...