Down in the valley on a midwinter's walks The Crone, my human kind Her weary heart longing for Her eyes saw too much of and grief There was a time She was adored and the valley of bliss and joy until the day the gaunt one He smiled nor shed any tear! And he raised his "Behold I'm Messiah!" It was then She knew the had come! A dream? A It's a dream! A dream? A She in my dreams The man, he of commandments and sin of wifes, of chaste and virtious men He'd sown the seed of mischief in hearts: Those once proud, now a crowd! And he raise his "Behold I'm Messiah! I'm the son of god! I in fire! My come! My be done!" It was She knew her time had come! A dream? A It's only a dream! A dream? A She lives in my dreams ... Now the are leading the blind! and wisdom exchanged for ignorance and minority Seizure and oppression amongst the born free! But still no one to a hand against The Crone They were - despite his sermons - that She still held The and The Power! And as She makes her way through and decades She for human kind to awake to shake off the of Messiah! In patience She the world in search for those who uphold the of the Golden Age! in his church, in fitful slepe, tormented by nightmares lies in fright of the dark! The he raised to strike the blind with fear not just a mirage: They've become alive - to haunt Messiah! To end creation's devastation, the senseless She, The Weaver, weaves The of Damnation! And out of the dark, Valkyries and Erinyes Angels of doom! Called by The the wandering ones seek for vengeance the Last Stand! The awakes in fire, thunderstorm and lightning calls into being decline! And up in the skies: The in the midst of silence has now begun! And out of his Messiah pleas: "Goddess, have mercy me!!!" "Misguided prophet see My Scythe descending you!!!" Down in the valley neath the of time sits The Crone remembering kind Now winter's gone and springtime has And all the are washed away... And he raise his "Behold I'm Messiah! I'm the son of god! I in fire! My come! My be done!" It was then She knew her had come! A dream? A dream? It's a dream! A dream? A dream? She lives in my ...