While I crossed the mountains' side, I recalled a memory: days of anguish, nights of pain. Your voice lives on trapped inside my mind, eternally.
Those wise last words fade in my soul: "You had the choice. You chose the light. Find your way, darklands' son. Spread your wings, then your heart will fly". Thank you, angels, I am now reborn. This may be my last breath and my final day.
I'm the son of pain, welcome my new fate.
Hell's lost flame was life for me, in that moment I felt free. I was under an evil spell so now I want just to live again.
I'm proud, proud to lead my soul to new horizons, to the golden sky. "Find your way, darkland's son. Wizards, kings, elves and trolls". Thank you, angels, I am now reborn. This may be my last breath and my final day. I'm the son of pain, welcome my new fat. Thunder gods I pray. I deny hell's flames.
