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 He  from the mists of a dismal lake
 and the sky crumbles  he flies through the dimensions alone
 The night has laid a cape  his shoulders
 and with a grin on his face he attacks with his  soldiers, into the unknown
 
 There's no place for him in  world, and no ties
 and all  hate and grief unite in his mind
 
 Windrider - seeks freedom with  on his mind
 to escape  the crimson skygrave and fly away
 Windrider - is waiting for the final 
 when he'll be released from the shackles  a slave
 
 In  eye of the storm he rides with jaded memories of his life
 as  fires are dancing colorfully, he is struggling to survive
 Trapped in a maze, can't get away, what have you  now
  the hammer of the elders and crush your way out
 
 His presence is shaking  land
 as he stands at the  peak
  instincts are getting weak,
 but there  still hunger in his eyes, that keeps him alive
 
 He wears  mask of the hunted
 Arts  light for him have been granted
 He lives in the fragments of 
 waiting for his time to