In the black, shapes of unknown line aments A fucker of fore coming my way, a spark of the death Sun is set, time is for me, the ascent Fantastic are the terros, my cold breath Deep into that darkness seeing cracks in time for me Feel the night's ghost gently peering in at what's to be Dreadful are the actions, mercilessly begun As I remain, I am touched by the devilish one Fire, walk with me! Feel the terrors The reek of virtue's sour smell There are ways to make it through There are ways for me and you Grasp of darkness dwells Time has come for me To meet my shadow self Resembling nothing I've ever seen before Standing tall among giants yet forlorn The biting cold of this crimson nightmare's grip Is tearing at my strength, my soul will rip The dweller on the threshold time reflection of the soil Slipping into the deadness of this mighty black hole Final chance now to set my spirit free I say "fire, fire, fire walk with me!" Now I've come to terms that fear is the key A dance now in the moonlight the circle of sycamore trees "Through the darkness of future past the magician longs to see One chants out between two worlds 'Fire walk with me!'"