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