Along a dusty road,
In a place far and narrow
Was born a boy destined
to kill the foe of shadows.
His strength was true
and his heart was pure
But simple goodness
Holds no allure
For darkness keeps power
And greed and lust
and this boy concluded
he simply must
Reaching out
to take at his whim
the power corrupted
and in the darkness bound him
Red eyes, and evil grins
Dancing round and round again
laughing, joyful plunder
countless thoughtless pain and thunder
This boy once meant
to bring the light
had now become
the leader of the twilight
The shadow king
and this destroyed boy
had become one and the same
A madman's ploy
So darkness reigned
and light was so narrow
of the boy destined
to kill the foe of shadows.