Block not my path! You futile walls of flesh and blood. For I have seen your structure clear and I know where to stab. Right in the heart. There shall I place my dagger Naught shall veil my sight but the thickness of the mysteries. So block not my path Your spells can't fetter me. Beneath the laws of man I bend not! For it is holy, The sword I bury in thee. It is the Lord himself who commands me. Sworn to the Dark. Sworn to the Dark. Sworn to the Dark. To the d**h and far beyond. The all-defying pendulum of radiant conviction, so determined in it's pace, pounding now through flesh and bone like a hammer through a child. Sworn to the Dark. Sworn to the Dark. Sworn to the Dark. To the d**h and far beyond. Bound by an oath sealed beyond time. Sworn to the Temple of the Damned. Where infant entrails still hang high upon the twisted cross. Through raging fire, through d**h and hail. Clinging to the Dragons tail. And as the world behind me burns I ride its wings on paths of No Return