Stranded - Konkhra

An old man at the shore of his life

In desperation and fear he lies

The truth he has tried to conceal

In his mind… before his flesh will part

He was caught in the web of temptation

That norns had woven for him

He had chosen the faddish path of violence

And sacrifice… for ancient gods belief

He was one of the proud

He was violence unleashed

Bend to his will of power

Or join the hordes of deceased

Now he pities himself for his doings

Told by Christ that his motive were wrong

How come he had tread the evil path

While he felt his willpower strong

At the centre of conscience

My fear stares at me

White rimmed eyes, ceremonial mask

No human face, what I see