Bishop Of Hexen - The Somber Grounds Of Truth

The hours filled with a glowing light
 Now seem a distant sight
 As i wallow in the somber grounds of truth
 The eyes are cloaked by the void within
 A rough terrain reveals
 And a mere glance is enough 
 The air itself contaminated with sadness 
 Sharp shapes and threatening with sadness
 ...all around.. ..the wrecks of passion and desire

 Oh on wings of fire
 And steeds of steel
 Come salvation
 Harmony divine!
 Whatever price it my ask from me
 No matter what the cost should be

 It is the key to unleash my entity
 Obliterating the snares before me

 Restored to earth oh so it seems
 A dreamer in a nightmare!
 A star follow star and all are dim
 Piercing a thousand holes in my soul...

 Fierce beams struck my brow
 The soul of Nature sprang elate
 And mine sank sad and low!

 My loyal archer hate
 Volunteered to use his bow!

 Hope indeed appeared 
 And brought dew instead of tears
 Here a parth revealed
 But it is me, left here, to struggle through the night...

 Wisdom weaved a web and there it carefully laid salvation and sacrifice