Spirit Black - Jorn

It’s a rising wind and you heart is winter

Pounding in the cold

Going far away you’re the deepest thinker

Walking all alone

Building your world of sin

Like a Judas you’re a liar

Betraying all the ones you love

You burn your soul with evil fire

And when it all falls down

You wave no flag of weak surrender

Hiding deep in your coldest sorrow

You keep playing the pretender… yeah

When the past has turned

Into a roaring silence

You’re lonely as the sun

You are dreaming far to a distant morning

No more on the run… no more

Sending deceiving winds

You’re a killer for desire

A traitor to the things you love

Your victory won’t take you higher… higher

Crushing diamonds to sand

Winding scars inside the warrior

Bleeding doorways of time

Healing wounds of killing war… yeah

Riding a demon wind

I am evil I am fire

Burning the turning wheel

I can tempt you with desire… desire

Yeah… ooh… ah… all right

You’re a devil playing God

It’s the nature of your heart

Oh…