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