"I see then nightshade grow" he spoke 
And southern hounds awoke at dawn 
Sought for the ever-liquid of our craving 
Caught by the all embracing nighly sun 
Admass - I laugh at your feeble lies - trash 

Hatred in my eyes and in my blood 
A scream across the fields - the rivers weep 
A vanquised lord upon an oaken throne 
Grief inside my flame - grasp at my existance 
The seal of dawn is broken - fury 

Wildfire 

A windswept thought 
Out in the perimeter where laughts are 
No longer heard, screams no longer seen 
And life is always lost 

Gaze into the skys for they are blind 
Blinded by the nightshade of our lust 
Grinded to dust 
The wolves are here 

The beast of the savage lands 
They drink my blood 
They feast upon my remains 
The tears in their eyes betry 

Wildfire