A World Ago

A tainted soul a restless mind, aged with beauty and scars
Still alive with strength in heart, he didn't say the words
Didn't do the deeds. He lived as the runes fortold, last of a kind, with fire in mind.

The earth will lead us
And time shall teach us
To find a way
To abandon christ.

Say! Can you hear me, through those dark clouds far away
Lost and confused he stands there screaming at the sky
Yearning for a sign, from vengeance gods in the hall up high
But no signs revealed if it's time to kill, but it will...

Left on his own he wander through the woods
Inhaled some strength from this ancient foest
Poured some blood on stone carved runes, and hailed the fallen
Never questioning his father's last words.

As black birds fly, and storms raged by. His mind and I shared a moment in a forgotten time, and
Side by side we joined the heathen domination......A world ago.