the return of heuronymous

our friend, fear, is back from his endless departure.
our neighbour, sorrow, visited us on his way to hereafter.
our schoolmate, happiness, just went for the long walk home.
and his faithful partner, joy, went for a neverending trip on his own.

what is left of this wicked heart i ask?
will it fade and grow the dark of dusk?

worry not my fellow soldiers, your demons has come to love you.
to lead you along this passage of what i may think its true.
your demons they are here to make you realize.
this pain and grim and lies throughout your life.

so who is left to save the day?
who is left to make them pay?

i am the demon which dwells on your sadness.
i had my reasons to feed in your fortress.
but deep down inside i want you to know.
that i was a saint before they let me go.

my God forgive me, for the evil that i have learnt.
my God forgive me, for these sins that i have earned.

heuronymous has returned to find a space.
he has always been there, but without a face.
my heart rejoice on his second coming.
and i hope he stays till the eternal morning.

- riff di censo the boy from 3e5

the second coming of a'ku-ra khaide

it was said, you'll be the first and last to know.
it was told that you'll be the last and only to go.
how has it been that only you know.
that you are the only one they know?

it was said that the folklores are lies.
they just want to put sand in your eyes.
so that you'll sleep in time that will come,
which shiver your bones in the press of the thumb.

it was said that you are the warrior of light,
the only who'll go and end all the fights.
it was said that you are also the demon,
who will seek out all vengeance and despair you'll summon.

i was there when you wanted to see me,
to claim my head and all, of my city.
the sage that once tried to have saved me,
now became a demon who can't wait to kill me.

look me now o demon priest and ever you will,
and quench your thirst if you're desperate to kill.
you'll be the first and last to know.
that your heart will be taking my final blow.

shiver no more o demon priest of vile and destruction.
shiver no more o wayward warrior of light and good deeds.
shiver no more o human heart blackened by the world.
shiver no more o clueless angels of your only existence.

i have come to save you by the powers of God.... called Wealth.

- a' ku-ra khaide the rogue prophet