Black Flame Pontiff

[Verse] Down in the depths of the cold Dark night The Pontiff Sulyvahn A fearsome sight With his eyes of flame and his blade so bright He dances in the moonlight Wielding might [Verse 2] From the painted world He came to reign With a heart of stone and hands of pain In the streets of Irithyll His shadow's etched As he guards his lair None can escape his stretch [Chorus] Oh Pontiff Sulyvahn In halls so dim With a spirit twisted And eyes cold and grim From the Cathedral deep to the frozen spire Beneath your gaze All falter and tire [Verse 3] With his dark moon sword and his stance of dread He fights with fury The living and the dead In this land of shadows Where many have fled On marbled floors So many have bled [Bridge] Hollowed souls and broken dreams In Irithyll Nothing is what it seems Under your reign All face their fears In the grim twilight The land sheds tears [Verse 4] The flames flicker Casting ghastly glow In the court of ruin In the halls of woe To the weary wanderer Who dares bestow A challenge to the Pontiff Who moves like a crow