As he walked these desolated fields,nhe felt his spirit weakennThese were the days that you know not,nthis was long agonThe tortured soul of fathers oldnwas his to seek revenge fornThose of pride who would not bend,nbefore the laws and gods of mannnThis was a race you have never seennand neither will you evernFor these were haunted downnlike beasts, by mortal foolsn- the human racenIn his quest for sweet revengenhe walked so tall and proudnUntil he met a figure that now madenhim fall and stumble blindnnThis was what his quest was fornnot to seek revengenThis creature in a human shape,nwith feelings so intensenHe knew her as no other,nbut not in shape of mannTheir spirit re-unitednas he took her by the handnThis was a race you have never seennand neither will you evernFor these were haunted down likenbeasts, by mortal foolsn- the human racenIn his quest for sweet revengenhe walked so tall and proudnuntil he met a figure that now madenhim fall and stumble blindnThis figure was of human racenA woman of such beautynthat he could not helpnto stumble on his way to seek revengenAs he looked upon her face he sawnsuch passion in her eyesnIt reminded himnof tales he had heard,nof mankind so-called paradisenSpirit torn from spiritnand spirit torn apartnWhen human racensaw through his mask,nand tore the two apartnSpirit torn from spiritnand spirit torn apartnHuman race I curse theenWith all my blackened heart