Cimmerian Shadows (Watchtower)

Stifled screams fill the chamber Bleeding minds flow through the door Fallen kings have lost their power Withering knights look upon in horror Innocence captured, chained, and beaten Minds strong, but bodies are weak Innocents march toward their destruction Suspecting their fate but unable to speak With hands of red and hoods of black They kill the leader then take the pack Driven by greed and hungry for power Like vultures they strike at man's darkest hour The world grows cold and silent Darkened by tainted ambition The world is clouded by hatred and greed Cimmerian darkness and evil condition The silence is broken by the clash of swords The masses revolt as vexation grows With the oppressor's defeat man's world is saved Til' the victors' intentions are the same as their foes...