Ethereal Scourge - Restoration lyrics

the traveller lies fallen battered and bleeding

in pain upon his path

despair his companion

no strength to go forth on his way

death's hand is knocking

my thirsting throat desires his wine

black shapes are mocking

they long to desecrate my mind

death's hand is knocking

my drifting soul his eyes may find

black death is mocking

he's reaching out his hand for mine

an agonising scream pleads the quickening of death

but only his echo returns to laugh at the broken man

and mock his crumpled form

yet he must endure and emerge from the wastes

for denial will stagnate his soul

his judgement stained

master i'm dying

pain is bursting through my head

please hear my crying

don't let me dance among the dead

the violent scourging of christ

the gory ransom paid

scarlet streamed his holy blood

exalted is his name

spirit of fire restores my sight

mercy shown through blackest night

alive once more to carry on

give voice unto the skies

emptiness within me

all i feel is freezing pain

noxious cold burns my eyes

my weakened heart enshrined in ice

in helpless fear i cower

pathetic my demise

evil looms with power

its presence i despise