The Relic (Part 1)

He was drawn into the shamans sacred place

Where the relic calls his name

Just a minion in the game

In a trance like state

A vessel for its needs

Oh on innocence it feeds

The relic whisked away

From the window he sees his father coming home

From his trips around the world

He feels its presence drawing near

Clenching tightly to this evil heinous thing

His father gives the gift to him

He feels the power from within

It awakens preying on this child

And its evil seeping in

A millennia begins

As the tears fall from the shamans eyes

The boy is filled with sin

And corruption swells within

The relics evil grows and twists within the boy

Entombed and bound within his soul

He sees his flesh begin to crawl

Ancient being spews and fills him with its hate

Oh and death will pave its way

Building kingdoms of dismay

It awakens preying on this child

And its evil seeping in

A millennia begins

As the tears fall from the shamans eyes

The boy is filled with sin

And corruption swells within

As he looks in his fathers eyes

Life drains from him

Blood spills, painting the earth

Beneath his feet

Anointed by death

His path engrained

The relic sleeps no more