The Hero

The blade I swing is black as night Black as my soulless heart It bears the burden of many lives But I don't feel remorse I lent my sword to anyone Willing to pay the price No regrets for what I've done A mercenary's life But there I was on battlegrounds Until I felt the jaws of death cut into my flesh Defending old and weak But I did not retreat Now, here I lie in my own blood And strangers cry for me I'm prepared to meet the Gods I wish they'd let me be I don't deserve their sympathy I know who I am My soul is death and misery I am an evil man I rest in my blood, soon I will face the Gods Strangers cry for me, I wish they'd let me be Show no sympathy, shed no tears for me I know who I am, I am an evil man I know who I am, I am an evil man I know who I am, I am an evil man I know who I am, I am an evil man I know who I am, I am an evil man --- The Hero - Amon Amarth