• The sun rises up,
    A stream of wine fills my cup,
    Deepest red like crimson flames,
    My honor crushed, i must reclaim,
    A man of horror sits atop the pass,
    Waiting, watching, cocky and brass,
    But those who laugh first laugh last,
    He would learn this lesson fast,
    The sun has set and pain sets in,
    I've killed the beast drenched in sin,
    Now my life can end.