The Hero
The blade I swingIs black as nightBlack as my soulless heartIt bears the burdenOf many livesBut I don't feel remorse
I lent my swordTo anyoneWilling to pay the priceNo regrets forWhat I've doneA mercenary's life
But there I wasOn battlegroundUntil I felt the jaws of deathCut into my fleshDefending old and weakBut I did not retreat
Now, here I lieIn my own bloodAnd strangers cry for meI'm prepared to meet the godsI wish they'd let me be
I don't deserveTheir sympathyI know who I amMy soul is death and miseryI am an evil man
I rest in my bloodSoon I will face the godsStrangers cry for meI wish they'd let me be
Show no sympathyShed no tears for meI know who I amI am an evil man
I know who I amI am an evil man