As he wandered in silverly halls among silent marbles, enigmatic sculptures each with different tales to tell, he touched their hard faces yet soft like the mist over a sleeping sea Their beauty and sorrow was feeding his superior soul Through a heart of stone no blood will flow, to cleanse the evil cold as snow Oh pitiful earth that me inherited Visions of peace crushed to dust Without compassion he absored their auras for his strength to gain, nor did he feel for the souls he drained In hysteria screaming...Triumph oh glorious state of mind With the silent ones gathered the powers combined No words will break the shells as they broke them Fear won't shatter the walls as it shattered them Through the heart of stone no blood will flow, to cleanse the evil cold as snow Without compassion he absored their auras for his strength to gain, nor did he feel for the souls he drained In hysteria screaming...Triumph oh glorious state of mind With the silent ones gathered the powers combined Through the heart of stone no blood will flow, to cleanse the evil cold as snow