For power you fought in many battles Took the life of innocents and enemies alike Loud cry of swinging swords were your hymn Blood thirst was your strength, gave pleasure to kill Sitting alone near a mournful shore, vainly trying to evade The hurtful trace of haunting memories that feed from a drifting life Consumed by disgrace Destroyer, the ghost of those you slain Will come from the dead to make you pay Violator, broken souls filled with hate will descend arrows from heaven aiming at your head Old warrior, did you fight for the right cause? Years have passed but the thirst did no die Voices are wating demons no longer hide Constantly shifting between sadness and terror Those visions that one time gave you hope Now crawl deep into the whispering night Crudely showing what you once had and now you've lost Forgotten warrior, yield your broken sword Behold the gates to your freedom And sail away, sail away… the currents know where you must go