As a boy, he was to young to see

And didn't know what it was

But from the start he was meant to be,

Just one among us

Now as a man, he's blinded by thirst

On his way to tare down the church

Like a spell that been cast

He was the keeper

The keeper of the dead

Got all the features

To justify all threats

Just for a while, he may appear for you

In different shapes and disguise

Nothing here and nothing left for you

And there's no reason to cry

Dive into his world,

For the hunt of a promised land

You didn't know he was coming

You haven't ever been asked

They call you fool, but you should not listen

To all of their lies, they trying to tell you

See him, watch him, fear him

Feeling cold winds blow