The Quickening

Scorched once by the fire
On one of those long trips to hell
And my demons are still alive and well
Dark reflections
Of what I have left behind
Haunt my rest and leave me tired
Found my direction
My sails are full tonight
And my trials have left me inspired
I’m ready and willing
So just let the dice roll
I was scorched once by the fire
On one of those long trips to hell
And my demons are still alive and well
But now their master has tamed them
For they couldn’t break my spell
In my own utopia is where we dwell
Sweet temptation
A passion that was denied
Her venom poisons me no longer
New revelations
Have healed the wounds inside
And my will keeps growing stronger
With all new eyes
Now the future king sees the world