Cimmerian Shadows

Stifled screams fill the chamber

Bleeding minds flow through the door

Fallen kings have lost their power

Withering knights look upon in horror

Innocence captured, chained, and beaten

Minds strong, but bodies are weak

Innocents march toward their destruction

Suspecting their fate but unable to speak

With hands of red and hoods of black

They kill the leader then take the pack

Driven by greed and hungry for power

Like vultures they strike at man's darkest hour

The world grows cold and silent

Darkened by tainted ambition

The world is clouded by hatred and greed

Cimmerian darkness and evil condition

The silence is broken by the clash of swords

The masses revolt as vexation grows

With the oppressor's defeat man's world is saved

Til' the victors' intentions are the same as their foes...