The Relic (Part 1)

He was drawn into the shaman’s sacred place Where the relic calls his name Just a minion in its game In a trancelike state a vessel for its needs Oh on innocence it feeds The relic whisked away From the window he sees his father coming home From his trips around the world He feels its presence drawing near Clenching tightly to this evil heinous thing His father gives the gift to him He feels the power from within It awakens preying on this child And its evil seeping in A millennia begins As the tears fall from the shaman’s eyes The boy is filled with sin And corruption swells within The relics evil grows and twists within the boy Entombed and bound within his soul He sees his flesh begin to crawl Ancient being spews and fills him with its hate Oh and death will pave its way Building kingdoms of dismay It awakens preying on this child And its evil seeping in A millennia begins As the tears fall from the shaman’s eyes The boy is filled with sin And corruption swells within It awakens preying on this child And its evil seeping in A millennia begins As the tears fall from the shaman’s eyes The boy is filled with sin And corruption swells within As he looks in his father’s eyes Life drains from him Blood spills, painting the earth beneath his feet Anointed by death His path engrained The relic sleeps no more...