A face that mocks me in my nightmares
A sword that condemns me to remain there
They call him savior, liberator, hero
But he is just a man with sword and bow!
I remain here in this land of tears and screams
Haunting my enemies worst dreams

And in return…
He haunts mine

There is no peaceful sleep here
For you live your dreams and fear
Your enemies are always hiding there
Poison and blood they try and share
And in this cursed realm of Twilight
You can never win a fight

And nightmares are real…
For I live them

I cannot say it is not my fault
Even though He started this cult
Because it is me who took his name
It is me you should blame
But who has strength to turn their eye
From the lust of glory and pride

Perhaps he has forgot…
Who I really am?

-Gannon-

Like it, hate it, what ever you do; you know that at least the fire part is good!