Soon he'll find it

With the soles of his feet

Will be blood and ripped out skin

Then he will stand at the edge where the world ends

Contemplating misty lands

Oh misty lands He'll be lost and never found

Even if the night turns bright

Oh here's the lake silent black water ground

Hiding the sword from his sight

Oh misty lands He'll be lost and never found

Even if the night turns bright

Oh here's the lake silent black water ground

Hiding the sword from his sight

Oh let the dusk come

Oh let the dusk come

Oh let the dusk come

Oh let the dusk come