Dominion of Hate

One hundred steps behind Torn by the sands of time A scent of cold steel takes me further On a quest into the unknown Once this body was the king of flesh Blood drained it free from pain Still remembrance of tears drowning Irresistible pain proved me worthy Staring into the fires of hell Darkness always ever tempting My weapons is out of reach Tasting a shy kiss of the flames Trapped in a dominion of hate Without throne and sword A king without his crown A body without flesh and blood The gates are closed and the sun is dying Finally entombed in eternal darkness A graveyard of long forgotten sculptures