Monastery of Silence

Raised in the monastery of silence, by the ribbon-lipped druids of the oath
For the twofold death of my mother - torn from the nether only to be sent back into it's pits

I tore the ribbons from those woven lips
And filled the silence with fright
And raised them to un-life
To become, master of a forest of death

I wandered lands unhindered by conscience
My legions in tow, ever stretching, the cadaver branches I extend

When she, the witch, a fire in her heart to destroy me
She cast this curse, that left me broken
A suicidal man of regret