Travel Through

TRANSITION -
LAST RITE OF CROWLEY

The Gate of Shadow

I walk through the revolving door
I came back to the place of my transition
I knew it as the back of my hand
Shambled ruins now, but I know it still
The inn the room the bed
It's changed, but the same
I'm different, but the same
Netherwood , The Ridge, Hastings
My ending and start of new beginning
Cagliostro rose from his ashes
So will I
The warlock visited the wastelands
And has returned to tell the tale

Molten Sea

Leaf of Soul

Light a candle dipped in blood
Drink life and death from the skull
of an ancient warrior
Ride the thunder road at dawn
Hold a hand in the foaming mouth
Of a black horse

Behold the dark knight
Wielding his ebony sword
Nothing escapes his gaze
Nobody can run and hide
from his sharp edge
The hand like a fork
that pierces everything
Everyone

Molten Sea

Molten Sea

Molten Sea

Ghosthand