Dawn
Of my pain
In my name
Is my blood
You pitiful putrid pest
When the bonds are broken
And all is lost
It is then I plead my cause
When the dark seems nigh
So close to nightfall
I will be the darkness at hand
Darkness
In solitude I wandered
Aimless wanton swansong
The sole claims
Of my horrid life
With so many wrongs to right
I shall cast aside
Your claims on death
Rapture raining down on me
As I stand upon the Ashes of my Sins
I call upon the Gods
I call forth Prometheus
Blistering cold
Burning flames
The scorching tongue of pestilence
The ascension of Prometheus
Titan among Men