The Devil's Tears
At the dawn of this day
The people burn
They die in numbers to many to count
But as they die they fight for freedom
For a lost nation already dead
For a queen that was peace
But the days grow dark
And the watchful nights closed in
And the queen lay dead
At the devil's own hands
And the people lay fallen
In a trance so deep
So horrifying and evil
That even the mightiest warrior is taken
Lost and forgotten they live
In the lost nation
Where the birds sing no song
Where there is no hope
In a place filled with evil
So mighty that the king kneels to it
And the devil calls for its people
To be slaughtered and tortured
To be hardened like steel
And at the end of each day
More lay fallen to his wrath
No one dares to disobey him
For the punishment is harsh
But an outcast, fool, and Wiseman do
Now they lay dead at his feet
Their bones smoking and meat rotting
They faced the wrath
And lay fallen
But another lone man
Comes forth to die
The devils laugh goes for miles
What can a lone man do
Against this terror
He fights and wins
With a terrible cost
His soul now torn
His eyes unseeing
But the people are saved
And the lost nation found
And the devil cries
And single drop hits his black heart
And he is found again
Restored from the evil that took him