Chronicles

Fear my name, in the dead of the night
For I am reborn of flame
You will feel my wrath
I will destroy all things that, lay in my path
It’s raining relentlessly
And the last little flickering flame
Which I kindled and cared for so dearly is
Beginning to, wither and fade
Now here I tend in darkness
Scrawling onto tattered pages you once held so close
Sleep has overtaken us
And if it weren’t for these binds, I would float away
Fear my name, in the dead of the night
My burden is bound by the tales I wrote
These have been the Chronicles of Woe
Burn down the forests
No longer are they my home
Morrow, you, you cursed them!
Or so it reads in the Chronicles of Woe
Now feel my wrath
Tear down the skies
Feel my wrath
My hatred engulfs me, destroying your dreams
Feel my wrath
I’ll bide my time, and burn you alive
Feel my wrath
My vengeance will be swift, at my burning hand
The flames from my fingertips dwindle and cheer
At the torment of man
Tear down, the fucking skies
Tear down the fucking skies!
Can you feel the surge, of hatred from my torment?
I burdened your stories, you left me for dead
And cursed the forest
My name is forever echoed throughout the wastes
And my malevolence, is eating my heart out
Should you hear it?
Fear my name, in the dead of the night
For I am reborn of flame
You will feel my wrath
I will destroy all things that lay in my path
I’ve burdened your stories
Your codex of sorrow and lies
I relinquish this duty
Take back what you once kept so safe
Fear my name, in the dead of the night
I burden no longer the tales I wrote
Take of me these Chronicles of Woe
Burn down the forests
No longer are they my home
Morrow, you, you cursed them!
Or so it reads in the Chronicles of Woe
Fear my name, in the dead of the night
I burden no longer the tales I wrote
Take of me these Chronicles of Woe
Fear my name, in the dead of the night
I burden no longer the tales I wrote (I wrote)
These are the Chronicles of Woe