Desolate Passage — Lord Belial

Wandering through the cold mist as night falls Stalking the pale and dying face of the earth Reflections of past life is haunting me Dark deceptions… no solace

Onward I must carry on As I hear the splendid call Cold fog and freezing wind Yet blistering vision in my mind

Onward I must carry on As I hear the grandiose call Cold fog and freezing wind Yet blistering vision in my mind

Sorrow and despair clouds my mind Soulless drifting on human soil Reflections of past life haunt me Dark deception… no consolation