We've got unfinished business you and I. Yeah, something is stalking your head. Find, tear it down, inhale it's prophecy. Release the steel that lies behind the seal.
I come from the ashes of molten hatred. Raised by the demons in abodes of the end. The reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path. Wrecked by mangled wounds of life I have become.
Go!. I was born in ashes of molten hatred. Raised by the demons in abodes of the end. The reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path. Wrecked by mangled wounds of life I have become.