Towers Of Gold

Blank
Like an empty canvas, a single glass of wine
A distant laughter echoing sends shivers down my spine

You came for the secrets
You came for the gold
So come and claim your power!

A winding staircase descends into darkness
So down is where I go

Lost
In an endless corridor, so many ways to follow
Fear
There's a thousand doorways, which way shall I go?

You came for the power, you came for the gold!
So, come and learn the secrets!

Blank
Like an empty canvas
These halls are stripped of life

Another door, another room, another whisper in the wind
A crimson gold painting the walls
The wind is screaming, this place is dead and cold
Am I lost in the towers of gold?

Walls are turning, rooms are full of sand
What is going on?
The stairs are gone, there is no
No way back
Lost in the towers
Can I go back?
All paths I followed, now dressed in black

I roam in my silence, crimson shadows fly
Where
Should I go?
What
Have I done?

Woe to friends and woe to enemies
The chosen of the night
The seeker of the power
The black unbridled light
One to guide his men into their fate
Come, complete the circle

Welcome home, the wheel keeps turning
Come to me, my soul is burning
Time to claim what's yours!
Come, complete the circle

I roam into the darkness, the wind inside now wails
These walls are full of murals, that tell their age-old tales
An ancient war, the victor built his prize on to these plains
A crown throughout the ages, of a curse that still remains

I roam into the darkness, my reason starts to fade
I listen to the wind, this terrifying wail
Find the throne room, join our symphony

Dry my tears and open yet another door
Have I been here before?
Another door another room, not here again
How can I escape this place?

You'll never leave the towers
Your soul they will devour
You'll never leave the towers
There's only one way home

What is this?
It can't be you

One thousand warriors were gathered, their destruction I saw with my eyes
I covered my ears not to hear their screams, but the wind still carries their cries
One thousand souls travel into the wind, their whispers like stories and tales
Fragments of gods who are lost in the mist, stone is their eternal jail

So many centuries have passed, since the day I came
Another voice was calling then, the things he said the same
The hunger has brought many men, to haunt these dreadful halls
Their voices travel through the wind, one thousand cursed souls

A flash of light, my soul torn from my body
And the city of stone has one more king