A vast and naked landscapenbathes in the blood-red setting sunnA pale man dressed in cape,nwalking on the field alonenHis rod is draggednalong the soil he walks uponnThe flame that once burned in his eyesnis now forever gonenhe feels his spirit weaken.nHas he been abandoned by his god?nHis body lies crawled up to a fire thatnis burning through the nightnWhy so vulnerable,nwhy so filled with fright?nWhat is that this man is hiding?nWhat cross does he bare?nWhy does he follownthe sound of dogs howling?nWhat is it that he fears?nThe howling is the Hound of Hellnreleased on earthnThe Shepherd failed - the flock is freento roam in a realm they call their ownnThey bring temptation,nas the snake that tempted menIn an Eden of such beauty,nyou will never see