The wind blows the falling leaves As we wonder where do they blow I stand on a hill gazing to the black skies Wishing to follow the wind where it blows To see what's beyond Beyond the color of night I see a face in the horizon I close my eyes and take the dive Into unknown depths I fall When I wake up it's like I'm everywhere I see everything, understand it all I look around at so many souls I feel the stench of the tears and the fright Yet it fills me with power And I grow stronger I suddenly feel the need to take control I am before you were The hurting inside, in it am I And still they come to my palace of doom Mortal equals mourn As their loved ones become my eternal slaves Counting hours, servants in infinity Breeding for one purpose The pleasing of me You can't imagine what suffering you have coming if you refuse Every season I expand My vision, my creation, my domain I have become the ruler of the afterlife Challenge my being and you'll eventually see That the eyes watching you die, is me... [Music: Cyrus | Lyrics: Athera | October 2000]