My Arcane Comrade

It was the smell of death, that leads us.
I was afraid, but my comrade absorbed the fragrance
from the cold and ancient graves
He walked forwards in the ominous dark
And I was standing in the twilight,
only one step between shadows and daylight
But the former voice, was even a silent whispering.

And I stepped into the forsaken crypt
to follow him - my mysteries leader
I left my reason of mankind behind

My arcane Comrade
My arcane Comrade

Arrived in a cold Hall, were the stench of evil grows.
My comrade was getting powerful
A strange energy was yet flowing in his bones
And than I saw the truth
power was awaking the beast
My comrade loosed the last part of his humanity

My arcane Comrade
My arcane Comrade

I was a witness, of his birth
And Satan was the breed

Satan - my arcane Comrade
Satan - my arcane Comrade