When you start to take a look within. Do you feel at ease with what you see. Do you think you can have peace of mind. And have self belief or be satisfied.
The keys to death and hell. The ailing kingdom doomed to fail. The bonds of sin and heart will break. The pilgrims course will take. . Quelling the devils might.
Pay to kill, die to lose. Hunter, hunted which are you. Diablo comes again. To make trophies out of men. . Lose your skin, lose your skull. One by one the sack is full.
I've looked into the heart of darkness. Where the blood-red journey ends. When you've faced the heart of darkness. Even your soul begins to bend. . For a week I have been waiting.
Silently to silence fall. In the fields of futile war. Toys of death are spitting lead. Where boys that were our soldiers bled. Warhorse and war machine.