Slowly crossing as the river runs below
Never stopping for what's waiting soon will show
And this the last time looking back I'll see my home
For he awaits me reaching for my soul
He calls my name, and waves me on
The fallen one he stands in flame
Well the life that he has given
Full of riches and sucess
Has a price that I made good in blood to pay.
And the light he now is showing to guide my every footstep
Dark Lord, I summon thee
Demanding the sacred right to burn in hell,
Ride up on hells hot wind.
Grant me wings and as your messenger I'll fly