Legends told of misfortune disasters and plagues Written off as undeserved subjugated as their slaves Living lives in servitude desperate for a king The defeated place their hope on the shadow of a dream A heart made of paper and a soul cut out of tin Intrepid man steps forward to roll the stone of Sisyphus Destined to fail Determined not to try Surrender In the dark of the night where evil decides the fate of the faithless A throne occupied by destruction's child comes into visions Surrounded in flesh in blood he is drenched so the damned may be forgiven And for every life taken by his knife another has risen