---

Foul and tainted is my spirit

Aching... suffering... death of ages

Life... circling, circling

Reborn again and again

Will it never end?

Am I the dead forced to live?

Poisonous elixir I consume

Shamanic trance envelops

Traveling the wheel... visions overcome

I open the gateway to the nether realm

Flying above my creation

I unlock doorways of the past

The past so old... yet so familiar

Decrepit ruin of the stone castle walls around me

An iron fence encases a grave

Bust of stone... carry my face

Is this my grave? Am I to live again?

I have arisen from my grave

To wreak havoc upon this world

I will never cease

MY wretched soul that which lives nor dies

Has lived... again!

Returned reek of the 12th century

Memories, my face, these ruins

What does it mean?

Walking through hallways of my empire

Cobweb draped skeletons surround

Did these souls die for me?

My tyranny must not stop!

Now there is purpose

There is meaning

The hate must live on, the suffering must continue

I am the harbinger, I the sickness, I the disease, I am the slayer