The Shephered And The Hounds Of Hell-Obtained Enslavement

A vast and naked landscape Bathes in the blood-red setting sun A pale man dressed in cape, Walking on the field alone His rod is dragged Along the soil he walks upon The flame that once burned in his eyes Is now forever gone He feels his spirit weaken. Has he been abandoned by his god? His body lies crawled up to a fire that Is burning through the night Why so vulnerable, Why so filled with fright? What is that this man is hiding? What cross does he bare? Why does he follow The sound of dogs howling? What is it that he fears? The howling is the Hound of Hell Released on earth The Shepherd failed - the flock is free To roam in a realm they call their own They bring temptation, As the snake that tempted me In an Eden of such beauty, You will never see