The Shephered and the Hounds of Hell

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