He who walks alone Unmoved by time Faces meticulously sewn All that surrounds die The foul smell that exudes Lurking in darkness Torture in fortitude Future is bleak Armour Forged in steel Threaded in blood Looking for its kill Burns of Pungent soot Primal sorcery Cryptid spawn 1000 eyes Locked for its prey The Evil prevails Primal instinct Bearing its teeth The Evil prevails