Soon he'll find it
With the soles of his feet
Will be blood and ripped out skin
Then he will stand at the edge where the world ends

Contemplating misty lands
Oh misty lands He'll be lost and never found
Even if the night turns bright
Oh here's the lake silent black water ground
Hiding the sword from his sight

Oh misty lands He'll be lost and never found
Even if the night turns bright
Oh here's the lake silent black water ground
Hiding the sword from his sight

Oh let the dusk come
Oh let the dusk come
Oh let the dusk come
Oh let the dusk come