Long ago, the purity of your blood - so clear and unharmed
Renewed my hope for your weak and diseased kind
It's not the d**h nor the journey that I've came
That makes my hand feels stone cold
Oh no - it's the pain of my past I carry for lives
Want you hear me now, my warning voice
I am the chosen one
To fill your mind with truth and brighten your heart
I am the chosen one
Now that I'm gone, my breath will never return to your halls of despair
To fail again seems to be my destiny and the curse of mortals