Path of the damned

Hear the voice that speaks to me
In a long forgotten tongue
It speaks of lies and treachery
Of a future drowned in blood

It tells me of a dying world
Where all are born as slaves
Blind and crippled, crawling, stumbling
From their cradles to their graves
Like lambs to the slaughter!

I chose my way so long ago
To walk it to the bitter end
I am one of those who walk
The lonely path of the damned

Calamity is gathering
Beneath a blackened sky
Leaving you with one last choice:
To stand your ground or die

I watch your feeble struggles
But you only fight yourselves
All your hope is long since gone
The blade is coming
But where shall you run?

I chose my way so long ago...

There is nothing I regret
My decisions are made
And the board is set
Now step aside or die!

I chose my way so long ago...

Son of the Morrigan, 29.4.-1.5.2009

Dedicated to Sylvi for inspiration, help, enduring me weirdo for countless hours and for following her own path.

I don't like compromises very much. The danger to lose yourself in them is not seen by most people. With each compromise you make in certain things, you lose a bit of yourself, until there's nothing left of you. I walk my own path and my greatest fear is to lose it one day. Most people would call this stubborn and wrong. What is it to you, anyway, right and wrong? It deserves more respect to follow a totally wrong cause to the bitter end than following nothing at all. Only those who follow their own path have a right to judge what is right and what is wrong. Everything else is hypocrisy. Hypocrisy...it is everywhere. It hurts me to see how people elect their own dictators, let them take the rights their ancestors have died for out of their hands without even trying to fight.