I saw the bird of prey Fall Into the stale smoke That rose above the earth No lungs to breathe No wings to save the crown Helplessly he choked Under the weight of thousand stones Under the weight of thousand thoughts But I see the essence of this poisoned smoke It's nothing more than a cold breath of a pale horse I'm that boy Who was lost among the trees The night is born beside me While my wounds still bleed So here I stand with empty hands Look at me I am death So here I stand with blackened eyes Look at me I am your god