Stronghold

Air grows dense through the northern sky Every critter away from here will run swim or fly The air starts to smell like something once here would die All the evil in the world this place would suddenly personify Lighting strikes the heaven There is more fury than during Armageddon Lightning grows closer time between it and thunder starts at eleven Than seven, three, one as approaches the dark baron He throws lightning and thunder at me As all around me flee Can one change once destiny In order to do that I must control destiny of one that controls destiny The battle is a stalemate after devil arrived I fought him and survived But there is difference between survived And thrived But is there more to this world Or does everything revolve around lies and sword If there is heaven there is also underworld And that is from where came the dark lord As I look towards the northern sky I search my soul and my bloodline Is there in there something divine? No but this is not end of the line By balance of judgment devil will be mine