Thunder beckoning my tribe Of foreign hunters from the sky I fly on wings of solid steel Centuries of anguish to appeal
He rides the lightning from afar While trailing from a shooting star The fiercest wind, a crashing sound Mephistopheles inbound
The Satan's spawn, demon of wrath Is on a malevolent path Onto a rendezvous ofย ย souls Intent on taking all control
He hunts the weak to gain his power Until will come the final hour A battle between beast and man The fight to take the promised land
In days of six and nights of five The promised one will be revived He will forsake his own To sit upon his mighty throne
The innocent will be beguiled All hatred will be reconciled But this will all just be a hoax And the world will be engulfed in smoke
Miasmas of the blackest night The death of innocent by blight Inseparable of death Inoculating breath Is taking hold of me Suddenly I can see
And from the sky there comes a sound so loud! In my mind I am alive again, though gasping for air. I say please, save me!
They take my hand and I'm above the clouds. And lighting fills the air. And everything is energized, we're floating! And I can see myself over there! It's not over; he's back, the final conspirator!
So I grab hold of him, and I start punching him, but I'm just a boy! They were there with me, my comrades, and they attacked him with the various building blocks.
But he unleashed a fearsome attack. All from his body it exploded. Shrapnel made a mark to me. I fall feint.
And when I wake up there he is; Mephistopheles, standing over me. I say, Mephistopheles! Why?? And he say, because there is no point! And I say, what does that matter? You don't need a point to be happy. He said, now, that happiness isn't everything. And he stabbed me in the neck.
But in my very last breath, no longer inoculating me, he say that it is to live that is to mean and that death is just to be as much. I gasp! Then it all fades again, this time for good. But the last thing I see, my comrade is falling down upon him and the final blow ends it.