The wind blows the falling leaves
As we wonder where do they blow
I stand on a hill gazing to the black skies
Wishing to
follow the wind where it blows
To see whats beyond
Beyond the color of night
I see a face in the horizon
I close my eyes
and take the dive
Into unknown depths I fall
When I wake up its like Im everywhere
I see everything, understand it all
I
look around at so many souls
I feel the stench of the tears and the fright
Yet it fills me with power
And I grow
stronger
I suddenly feel the need to take control
I am before you were
The hurting inside, in it am I
And still they
come to my palace of doom
Mortal equals mourn
As their loved ones become my eternal slaves
Counting hours, servants in
infinity
Breeding for one purpose
The pleasing of me
You cant imagine what suffering you have coming if you
refuse
Every season I expand
My vision, my creation, my domain
I have become the ruler of the afterlife
Challenge my being
and youll eventually see
That the eyes watching you die, is me...
[Music: Cyrus | Lyrics: Athera | October 2000]
