Whenever it's night, I lament the light. A holy martyr you became
I cannot forget the fate that you met. Engulfed by pyromancer's flame
The remnant of you is a lingering pain your memory drives me insane
I wish I was dead, dead like you
Then I wouldn't feel the way I do
Now that you're dead it's plain to see
There's nothing but vengeance left for me
I'm driven to tears as I face all my fears. The path for me is understood
There can be no escape, I must focus my hate. On those that spilled my Angels blood