To Cross The Bridge

Wandering warlord, tales of horror

quest and saga snares the batterer

Fallen victim taken capture, wheel of pain

gives strength to un-mastered

Chained and shackled, earthen toil

made to serve the whips and lashes

Quench your thirst and drink this bottle

the warrior's chains are self inflicted

Lay the steps upon the mountain

open gates reveal the temple

Quench your thirst and drink this bottle

the warrior's chains are self inflicted

Mirrored armor reflects squalor

a day will come when I will conquer

Take your stand and cross my line

the eye Aleph has seen my kind