Untethered angel Falling into darkness Don't be afraid of letting go Givin' up yourself won't set you free You built this world around you, your universe In spite of best intentions, things could not be worse Chaos and fear left you hangin' by a thread

You love me a saint or a sinner Somewhere between darkness and light And the gray where we live between wrong and right Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river Somehow we've stumbled our way into love There's two kinds of prayers on your knees The

And breakaway I'll spread my wings, and I'll learn how to fly Out of the darkness and into the sun I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky Take a chance Make a change Grew up in a small town

You're holding bits of styrofoam With your face painted on to your friends You listen to them whine and moan About everything you can't understand Can I just say I don't feel the light, But darkness descends once more into my life And suddenly we're all

Your eyes are full of hate, forty one, That's good Hate keeps a man alive, its gives him strength While cutting their shadows, kill them into the dark trough Black is all the way, furious never-ending darkness show Only way could be hard in their small

You love me a saint or a sinner Somewhere between darkness and light And the gray where we live between wrong and right Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river Somehow we've stumbled our way into love There's two kinds of prayers on your knees The

Ring around the rosies Pocket full of posies Ashes, ashes, we all fall down Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head Into my childhood they're spoon fed Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real Look at the pages that cause all this evil Mary

And the darkness turned to pain And never went away Until all that remained Was buried deep beneath the surface Until one day I stopped caring And began to forget why I longed to be so close And I disappeared into the darkness Is there ever really a

Slow down and I walk to the hill Threatened a long time There are signs on the ring Which make me feel so down There's one to enslave all rings To find them all in time And drive them into darkness Forever they'll be bound Three for the Kings

As grey traces of dawn tinge the eastern sky, the three travelers, men of Willow Dale, emerge from the forest shadow. Fording the River Dawn, they turn south, journeying into the dark and forbidding lands of the Necromancer. Even now the intensity of his