awaken the dead...

deep beneath the ground he lies in silence undisturbed
closing his eyes upon the mortal world
forever he longed to live the life he wanted to
for he never thought, his world would be dead cold.

i came into being as a child immature
innocence pouring out from my eyes and touch
the sun seemed to shine bright and the skies azure
forever seemed my mirth to last as such.

years rolled on quietly, days sped past
moments of loneliness crept by etching their path in my mind
often i screamed at naught in despair
the innocent eyes had become blind.

I supressed my anger, filled with rage
never did I let out a word of despair
i bore the pain with a smile on my face
i went on to become Judas the fair

i walked on waters and swam in fires
dazedly gazing at the skies though i couldn't see nothing, absolutely nothing
i see everything now with my new eyes.

rise! oh father, my father
thou were the one, my belief
for i never thought thee will leave thy slave
drowning in a pool of grief.

i stand at your grave tonight
the sky cries with me
tears from hell above splash on your tombstone
washing away the dirt as i see.

i wanted to believe in you, my Master
for all that you did for me to see
you gave away your sight, and embraced darkness
i had to do what i did, for you did not trust me.

today as i hold the same dagger in my hand
i smell thy sweet blood on it
i held thy heart close to mine
but a few moments ago, i devoured it.

the moon shines full in the velvet sky
i hear the howls that seem near and yet so far
i hate you for whatever you turned me into
a Werewolf's father, dead in grave, dead as a star...