In the centre of the empire of darkness. Black fortress stands might and proud. The shelter for the traced and tortured. For the one who's damned. A dragon is watching for fortress.
There's power in your blood, there's thunder in your veins. Staunchness is the way to keep you away from pain. If your everlasting soul is shedding of its fear.
Rabid war dogs are marching. Through the empty streets. Killing, laying waste. And spreading their leader's seed. . Seduced by his lies and slanders. Which are pounding in their brain.
(Rolf Kasparek). . Red-hot steel and thunder, fast and raging. The steely arrow shoots into the night. Heading for the unknown into darkness. Well equiped to see the other side.
A blinding phenomenon lights up the darkened sky. You think of UFOs, saucers that rush by. Photographs are taken, the public is informed. You trust in veracity but they laugh at you with scorn.