Aemerzeliad

In the face of Valor’s wrath

Shadows beckoned to my mind

We collided on his path

I was weak and he was blind.
In his desperate onslaught
In the face of Valor’s wrath

Shadows beckoned to my mind

We collided on his path

I was weak and he was blind.
In his desperate onslaught

Recklessly he smashed my chain

Could he know what he had wrought

Or his faith had made him vain?
In my state of being naught

I became what I am now

Found within me what I sought

I no longer kneel or bow.
From the Void I threw my gaze

On the realms of man and beast

Suns would cower from my dais

Fearing to become my feast.
In the solitude I chose

Terror led me to his name.

My disciples have no foes

Only those to tear and maim.
But the final deadly chord

Comes from underneath the thicket

You would kill to call me Lord

I lack quarter for the wicked.
Cold beyond the frost of winter;

Darkness that will lead astray.
Voidborn screams to make you splinter;

I will take your life away.