They're piling them up
The wicked, the cloaked
They're knocking down doors
Fight the moonlight, Blame the dark
In the twilight, the air hung still
My name whispered through the hills
"Only the devil laughs in pain"
But only weakness craves the hunt
I forgot the shape of the tree that
Cast the shadow, on us, this need
Was it the one, the one that the kids played on that you cut down, to consume me?
You want forgiveness, ask your god
You made the alter; you lit the leaves
Come take me, I'm right here
I am waiting; i am dust
I won't go