I am cloaked in grayish skies  a thunderstorm conjured within the night  The lightning strikes from within my eyes  Vengeance is mine to reap tonight  Alone I fly, through a moonless sky  A darkened hole of emptiness deep inside  Crucified and left to die  My body rots but my mind still thrives    And now the landscape is so surreal  Forever changing paths and luminous hills  Thunder roars as my anger grows  My breath sweeps the land as the blood flows    (upon the winds of vengeance.)  My wrath is a vortex of twisting pain  Of tearing wind and crushing rain  Total devastation, nowhere to hide  My apocalypse comes thrice    A hurricaine of screaming souls  Towering waves reaching forth toward their foes  The graves of your dead, torn from the earth  Into the abyss, forever interred    The valkyrie of death has unquenchable thirst  Claws that grasp life, will insure no rebirth  As death marches to the ancient hymn  Undying forces rule the land once again.    Mountains spewing forth the blood of earth  Burning the land, paving a path for the dead  The earth is ours once again.