Misery Wizard - pilgrim

Perched upon my oaken throne

In solitude I lie alone

In the void a sweet release

In darkness I can feel at peace

Don’t you torture me

I’d feel better if left alone

In my solitude

On a quest for the secret of kings

I won’t pay my debts

To the men who concieved me

In a better world

Send my prayers on the whispering wind

As I stare through realms black

I see the demon starring back

Crimson eyes and serpent tongue

The pilgrimage has just begun