The Indweller - These Are They

Mystify my reality

Embrace the one who comes to me

A demon king, A wicked soul

The traveler who has lost his way

Black of night will prepare his stay

Fear of the light will feed this wretch

I am alone accepting his hand

And I shall bear eternal witness to hell

This shining effigy, captive in brimstone lair

I become the spirit’s host, and loyalty sets me ablaze

The smell of death is in the air

My soul is bathed in flames

The indweller smiles

Bound to perish, my flesh returns

Almighty possessor devours my soul

The phantom lord of fearsome power

Unyielding strength strips my pride

This path we walk, advance to demise

March in darkness, too black to see

With fire burning deep in his eyes

The scent of death, I die as he subsides

This shining effigy, captive in brimstone lair

I become the spirit’s host, and loyalty sets me ablaze