Widowmaker - W.A.S.P.

A thousand years I’ve roamed the plains

And waved the hand of doom

I’ve seen the tears that fall like rain from the waste and all the ruin

A shadow’s cast that falls from me on you

A time to claim

All that’s mine

My wrath is blind

The balance is where you hang

I’m the Widowmaker

I’m the Lord of the Wings

I’m the Widowmaker

The cries of sadness never heard

Fall deaf upon my ears

The stench of madness, raging wars

I’ve seen a million years

The smell of sorrow fills the fields

And lingers in the sky

The littered ground will swallow down

The souls that fill my eyes

I’m the Widowmaker

I’m the Lord of the Wings

I’m the Widowmaker