In the land of dreams he tried to be pure But visions and nightmares were raping his mind When he was a little child nothing seemed to be so cruel But life can be a killer of feelings and dreams Visions steal him in the darkness Once he tried to be a man But he fell into a black maze And started wanting more and more Dead men walking before his blinded eyes His army goes on and his warriors move on His lust was stronger than all and No one survived to his arch but Legions of dead men will come for his soul