Foreseeing

Gallows garnish the mount abrease
Enlightened by beacons of pyre
The last murmurs leave the rack
To spread over my place of execution

I will see you once hiding
In the frowning mist

And you will realize
That you have to end their wither lives!

That none should be left
And so … you will be one of them…

I foresee your pleasure, your smile,
Your laughter as i fulfil my mission,
And so i will be pleased to take your power
For that it is mine and always will be…

What great atmosphere that you create
I can see burning ruins brought in future
The screams of dying lives,
They will come to me and so you also will…

You gave your life to war,
But as you face me i can see you screaming,
Will this be your faith then spread your hate,
I will long for you with open hands

I am your tormenter!
I am your death!