The Choice

Remains, corpses
The evil shines in the air
Disorder, conflicts
Times of transgressions
Run and trt to flee
From agony, from torture
The suffering
That waits for you
Is larger than you could foresee

For more you flee
For more you cry
For more you prey
You shall die

Feel the rage
Spreading through the air
See of what
This being is able to
Everybody who cross my path
I will lead them
With pleasure to disgrace

I will lead you to a place
Where you´ll feel alive
Through golden paths
You will ride

For more you flee
For more you cry
For more you prey
You shall die

Pieces of your flesh
Will feed my hunger
Drops of your blood
Will cease my thirst
Your suffering
Is my one pleasure
My companion is
Your one choice

I am the light in the end
Appeasing your agony
I am who will guide you
When your eyes could not see
I am the strenght and courage
When you have no more forces
I am the one
To give you a chance
To ride thru´ golden paths

The choice
Is made by you.