Headskull

Old tale formed with the time of man
Where lays the truth and who is the one
to reveal the secrets and free all the people?
Is the world out of heroes, like I.J?

Magic and witchcraft , the domination
this distant land with fearsome master.
Fathers sent, their only sons
to fight the darkness with goodness and light

It was no use, they all died, there was no use, everything was lie

Then there came this group of men
ugly as hell carrying something
they called it "the salvation of the earth"
fallen from the sky, in the shape of a skull

Surely they claimed to save everyone
"We're on the mission of God"
People believed, it was the last thing they did
Evil had now the control of everything

Skull was revealed, evil stepped out,
waving his head, round and around

Children of the graveyard, reaching for the mountain,
bones battered by the spell. Secrets, secrets

Master had a name, master had a face Headskull

People of the earth, bow to the sovereign,
life is no more how it used to be Secrets, secrets