Remember Man that doomed Ye are
And doomed Ye shall remain
As long as love burns on this earth
To make your damned hearts break.
So it was in times of old
Right through our tragic history
And so it shall be in times unborn
'Till judged for eternity.

In a valley of fear I run
A place where darkness dwells
Pressing down on Me cruelly
It crushes My spirit.

Frantic I seek shelter
To weather the incoming storm.
Isolated I feel
Yet I know of a thousand eyes
Watching beyond the shadows.

A panic sweeps through this land.
The resulting fear breaks Me
Their legions reek grief and pain
As they tighten their grip on their newfound domain.
With Me as fear's only subject
I cry as they kill My soul.
Pitch blackness descends as I weep for My loss.

With nothing left for comfort
The loneliness takes hold.
My final companion
With Me 'till the end.
Ever present in pleasure and pain
My own guardian angel truest one remains.
With Her I feel like a hermit ?.. Alone.
At last becoming at peace with Myself
So finally I can lay Myself to rest.

Now the rain comes
Torrent of cold misery
Freezing My body
Numbing My mind
As each drop falls
My life drips away
And in the most lonely of moment
I lay down and die.

Staring into a black void
I hear and eternal cry of grief.
It lures Me to the darkness
Does this ancient rhyme of madness
I stand at the edge
Near the place past no return.
Standing at the edge
Listening to the cry I burn.

The burning awakes My consciousness.
I rise and leave the darkness
Back to the valley of torment
Back to the land of My soul.
With a word I banish all.
Storm, shadows and torment.
Left at last all Alone
Alone with My one true Uaigneas.

In the silence I reign.
I grow wiser, all powerful.
My body, My mind and soul
All grow strong.

Prowling this valley
With vigor and passion.
In the silence I reign.
I grow wiser all powerful.

My body, mind and soul
All grow strong.
Prowling this valley
With vigor and passion.

King of Myself now
At last King of It All.

Tranquility was shattered and fearlessness did fly
Alone I was left with but a corpse by my side
complacence and carelessness were cursed
Remembering this scene of which I was well versed.

Shapeshifter assuming a form
Of that which I knew nigh I was born.
Beaconing, beaconing the shape-thing did
I screamed as the scene from my grasp slid.

Realizing my forgottence of such a scene past
It did vividly return as twice lightening blast
As I again recalled my inadequacy
To defeat that which in truth perused me.

My weakness exposed and as it would many men
Struck fear, nay terror soul-bound within
Once again I was shown my insignificance
When attempting to save those souls from the beast

These sorrows of life are crippling
But I still yearn for more.
Enslaved by the demon
Since time immemorial.

Bowing beneath the weight
Of this yoke made of lead.
Atlas of ancient times
Had but the world upon his head,
But I bare the sorrows
And crippling pain
Of all men and beast
Ever made

Miserable I stand
The World's sorrow on my head.
Half of me would have me
Cast them aside.
Half of me would have me
Hold them 'till I die.
That is my life.

I endeavour to make pleasantries with all the world
But I fail....
And I fail terribly.
I don't know if I can bare this anymore....
I am Atlas Of Sorrow.

The spark ignites.
The fuel about to be lit.
The flames explode.

The inferno spreads.
My soul awakes
You will all burn
(No) I cannot take this anymore....
You're all going to die
Let me alone,.
A frenzy, Is taking place.

I have lost control
You will all burn.
If you touch me....
If you touch me you will all
Burn....