triumphant gleam

bearer of sword

stands beyond triumphant

as eternal night falls

on the planet of void

weaves war with a gesture of might

fallen are the souls

blinded by the warrior dreams

finds the star invisible

to most of the regular men and slaves

and the master serves him

leaves then for the last time

finally his castle

monument of misanthropy and wrath

hate

loyal friend of his sober hours

treads on while the faith whips sharp

mental pain makes his eyes gleam

a light made of dark thrones and frozen winds

now can leave the planet