Down in the valley where the dark winds roam,
I saw the fire carve a mountain of stone.
Eyes like mirrors watched from the deep,
Dreams were awake, but the angels sleep.
Chains of light in the hands of fate,
The circle turns, but it’s never too late.
Crown of shadows, wings of gold,
The serpent’s halo, the tale retold.
From the ashes, I’ll break the spell,
I’ve walked through heaven and I’ve ridden through hell!
Whispers of crimson under the moon,
The sound of forever plays that tune.
Swords of lightning cross the sky,
Truth is a flame that will never die.
The demon laughs, the angels cry,
But I still stand when the stars go dry.
Crown of shadows, wings of gold,
The serpent’s halo, the tale retold.
Through the storm, my soul won’t sell,
I’ve danced with thunder and I’ve sung with hell!
Silver towers fall to dust,
Dreams betray, and steel must rust.
But faith’s a fire no rain can drown,
I’ll wear my scars like a sacred crown.
Crown of shadows, wings of gold,
The serpent’s halo, forever bold.
Through the night, my story will tell —
That even in darkness… I wear it well!