The wind whispers between cold columns
Statues watch me with empty eyes
The marble pulses, breathes, moves
Something ancient awakens in its cold domain
Ghost heads, hover in the ethereal shadow
Curses hiss, swirl in the air
The wings of hell descend hungry
The battle begins, I cannot retreat
In the veil of stone, steel sings
Demons streak the colorless sky
The thirst grows, the blood cries out
I am both prey and hunter in this pain
The red hall echoes my own scream
Each blow, a call to darkness
The castle smiles, feeds on me
I am part of it, its curse
The red marble consumes, stretches endlessly
If I fall here, I will never leave
But as long as my steel shines in the mist
Not even death will stop me