The Axeman - Omen

In the days of darkness men feared not the sword and the lance

Nor did he fear the beast of fire… He feared…

THE AXEMAN!

Once we lose our precious dream there’s nothing left to fight

Now you are bound and gagged one last meal is your final right

Many have tried you’re not the only one waiting for that final mourn

The future’s set dawn is coming time is now the mask will be worn

Bow down to the axeman hooded figure of mortal fear

Bow down to the axeman sun is rising time is near

Darkness fills your parting soul mystical power was yours alone

You stole the king’s crown of gold claiming his kingdom for your own

Good and evil clash in battle armies fight into the night

Steel and iron ring out the warning powers on the side of right

The sign of the king unites us all our fight for freedom rages on Against warriors of light many fall our dreams of peace are not all gone

Once we lose that precious dream there’s nothing left to fight

Now you are bound and gagged one last meal is your final right