Avenger

My pale face glows in the light of fire
My hollow eyes see but cannot see
I stare deep into the glowing inferno
The loss I feel is breaking me

I heard their screams
Through flaming walls
Walls I could not tear down
I could not help them

I'd been away for two full years
Only to return too late to save them
Helplessly I watched my life go up in flames

Pull the sword from the glowing fire
And hammer-beat it on the anvil
Forging it with rage and hate
I will seal my enemy's fate

I ingrave the blade with magic runes
And summon gods by sacrifice in blood
Pure blue hate shines within this sword
This magic sword will cut only once

No sword has ever been like this one
"The Avenger" is its name

Now, my sworn enemy
Vengeance will belong to me
A year has gone by
Now, my sworn enemy
It's your turn to die
It's your turn to die

Die!
To die, die!
Die!
Die!
Die, die, die, die, die!

The sword cuts through his throat
His head tumbled to the ground
The headless body lays gently down
Down to sleep in a pool of blood
The Avenger has lost its shine
The magic is all drained
Dull and useless it rests in my hand
Its purpose is soon fulfilled

Now hate is gone but emptiness remains
So I turn the blade around
And run it through my stomach veins
And I fall to the ground
To the ground