The storms quickly call, yet fade into the night

A blanket of rising quakes and light

See to my heart you'll make it through the dark

As you face the devil's embark

Far from the faded glow

Of shimmering stars in the water below

Arms growing weak with blood and sword

The wings through the wind as you bow to your lord

Cold will be your soul

By the black cloak binding you to the hole

Blue was once the eyes of my son

Now a memory sought to a fate already won