From Scythe To Sceptre — Be'lakor

I knew you some years before Deep in prayer under bough Futile sighs in vital skin Your flesh caressed by night

Yet change came quickly A bruise in the air, it staggered within Sweet sickly rot Black wound infection

King, slave, child Your fates are united An unending row to the grave A single dance now, all eyes are shut Blind to the earthly

Begging now to forget who I am Emperor, your sword is useless Shattered crowns so swiftly Fragile as the scythe

Aching bones cling to swollen limbs Despair floods all senses The world is dying around me

Gaping in mirth, his old eyes spoke Where you are now - I once was And what I am now - you soon will be Nothingness awaits you

Begging now to regain what I''ve lost The tale of life is but a picture A flash in an abyss, a dream in the void

See that there is no meaning, Understand eternal death You long now to try what you once feared But the time is gone and dust will be your legacy