Ensiferum

He appears from the mists of a dismal lake
and the sky crumbles as he flies through the dimensions alone
The night has laid a cape on his shoulders
and with a grin on his face he attacks with his loyal soldiers, into the unknown
There's no place for him in this world, and no ties
and all this hate and grief unite in his mind
Windrider – seeks freedom with vengeance on his mind
to escape from the crimson skygrave and fly away
Windrider – is waiting for the final day
when he'll be released from the shackles of a slave
In the eye of the storm he rides with jaded memories of his life
as the fires are dancing colorfully, he is struggling to survive