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I’ve died within and hold my breath

As my thoughts cease to exist.

The ending doom and crippling fear-

I won’t be able to stop myself

In every step that I take.

Strange symptoms I cannot list

Along these dirty paths, I paint my strengths at risk

Along these dirty paths, I paint all my strengths at risk

Through Nine levels of perdition,

The greatest battles,

The toughest war.

Will I be a scholar in an exhibition?

For I am the bringer of hate and gore!

Will I be a scholar in exhibition?

For I'm the bringer of hate and gore!

The cesspit of filth wraps beneath my feet

The sounds of screams, simultaneously, mourning

In unbearable agony.

All these chants... they wither away

At my sanity.

The scent of rot sends me back...

(Into the Inferno)

God, I am constantly-

My entire body-

Pure fucking agony

Give me your worst

Give me my worth

Give me your fucking worst

The voices inside never seem to stop

Take control of this spiritual harvest.

As it takes me to the sacred realm

Time to expel all this tarnish.

A man must fall to rise again

And I will no longer sit back and watch.

There is no time to wait-

Remove these chains that bound me down.

No longer a prisoner

In my scorched hell!

Ascend the hills of the sun-bleached white bones,

Climb the mountains of skulls,

Amass the strength

To fill my empire;

My empire of will