When the first drop from the sky kissed the earth
A warrior walked out from the heart of the earth
He held his head high he had scars on him
Of the battles he had fought 
The drops from the heaven couldn't heal his wounds
He wasn't the man he once was
He had become the beast of the dark
Even the sun couldn't meet him eye to eye
He had known this for long now
That everything in this mortal world came at a price
He had payed his youth in the battles he had fought
Some he lost, some he had won
Hell will rise on those who have wronged him
They will pay in blood when thy will fight
When the last drop falls from the sky
It will wash every drop of blood 
When the sun rises again
The warrior would be long gone
But someday he will rise again
And have his vengeance in black white and grey


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