There in the subway station, they shot him dead. He had broken the secrecy - Omerta. That's what they all will get,. They've got a job to do. The business is too important to take a risk and so.
I was born on the cemetery. Under the sign of the moon. Raised from my grave by the dead. I was made a mercenary. In the legions of hell. Now I'm king of pain, I'm insane.
Grant me the powers of thunder. And give me a sword forged in the raging Hell's fire. Lend me the eight legged black stallion. of Odin and I'll have my vengeance,.
Leave the world of mortals to walk. into the mist to stalk unto the other side. . Plains of otherness. The utter emptiness. Where time have ceased and dark and light collide.