From Kingdom Come

Blood rains thick upon those who cast thee out.

Dripping drapes covers thine wretched soul with weary eyes and collapsed smiles.

A mind is only capable of what the person desires.

But shall it all finish with a dreary end on a lifeless corpse?

Life that is, most precious about breathing.

Until families dishonored with stainfull cleaning.

Oh but what is the point if we make haste toward the stars?

We all go one day, it will never matter who we are.

A dagger to the heart is truly what I ponder.

But will my life be squander if its Hell to which I yonder?

Thine's lifes a waste to be masqueraded as precious.

Id rather swim in river Styx, with the evil and angry fishes.

At least then my life will not be remembered by my own.

I never had a people to rule from my throne.

So now my kingdoms open, the crown is for the taking.

But be careful of the curse if your soul does the faking.

I was not fit to lead my own mind.

Once the crown is yours, all the secrets you will find.

Make haste bright soul, thy curse does not like to wait.

It will find you in the end of course... Why... Its your fate!