Empty Cup

Top of the hill

I see my fate in a cloud of dust

The mortal wheel

I’ll die a thousand times before I go to rust

And the shadows will be enough

Until gods fill your empty cup

And arrows fly

Away my will

Feel the last morning cool my lungs

The poison pill

But we will live forever while they feel the flame of our lion’s tongue

Let shadows be enough

And gods fill your empty cup

When arrows fly

This is all I was born to be

This is all I was born to be

This is all I was born to be

Born to be

And shadows will be enough

Until gods fill your empty cup

And arrows fly