Besedila: W.A.S.P.. The Last Command. Widowmaker.

A thousand years, I've roamed the plains
And waved the hand of doom
I've seen the tears that fall like rain
From the waste and all that ruin

A shadow's casted falls from me to you
A time to claim
All that's mine, my wrath is blind
The balance is where you hang

I'm the Widowmaker
The Lord of the Wings
I'm the Widowmaker

The cries of sadness never heard
Fall deaf upon my ears
The stench of madness, raging wars
I've seen a million years

The smell of sorrow fills the fields
And lingers in the sky
The littered ground will swallow down
The souls that fill my eyes

I'm the Widowmaker
The Lord of the Wings
I'm the Widowmaker

I'm the Widowmaker
The Lord of the Wings
I'm the Widowmaker

I'm the Widowmaker
The Lord of the Wings
I'm the Widowmaker