Daughter of the Morning Star - All Hail The Yeti

It was 1493

A woman born with ancient blood

She lived alone without any fears

Off of the land and among the trees

The rumors would blow

And the people would talk

Free thinker

A pagan

A godless profane

To them she was evil

An unholy soul

Now God-fearing men

Have her fate in their hands

I woke up

Found myself in a dark place

(I am dead)

My hands, they were cold

And my body was shaking

(There is no God)

I woke up

Found myself in a dark place

(I am death)

For all your fear and your hatred

I am what you made me

They came with torches burning

To her home with murder in mind

Having their way

Taking her flesh

Left her for dead

Blood on their hands

Hours went by

A new woman was born

From evil, a monster

Revenge in her eyes

Black magic

A heretic

Rise Antichrist

God-fearing men

Now your fate’s in her hands

I woke up

Found myself in a dark place

(I am dead)

My hands, they were cold

And my body was shaking

(There is no God)

I woke up

Found myself in a dark place

(I am death)

For all your fear and your hatred

I am what you made me

Burn the Christians one by one

Feel the flames

Set them free

Praise the heathens, everyone

Hear their prayers

Let them be

Burn the Christians one by one

Feel the flames

Set them free

Praise the heathens, everyone

Hear their prayers

Let them be

Burn the Christians one by one

Feel the flames

Set them free

Praise the heathens, everyone

Hear their prayers

Let them be

I woke up

I found myself in a dark place

(I am dead)

My hands, they were cold

And my body was shaking

(There is no God)

I woke up

I found myself in a dark place

(I am death)

For all your fear and your hatred

I am what you made me

I woke up

I found myself in a dark place

(I am dead)

My hands, they were cold

And my body was shaking

(There is no God)

Burn the Christians

One by one

Feel the flames

Set them free

Burn the Christians

Everyone

They’ll be the last ones to bleed