Visions of a Lost Kingdom

Swept in the wintery landscapes

Untouched by the hands of the holy

But not for myself...

I am a demon,

I hold the key

But to crush the feeble race

I have thad visions of lost kingdom

Once so proud but only to fall

We raise the sign on the mountainside

This domain....

Is eternally ours

In eteral search for immortalilty

Out world is like a black soul

But the soul is tired of searching...