I am the one, the scorpion
You will suffer upon my wrath
Grieving over my family and clan
Your whole life is in my grasp
Laughing in your face
I spit at your fate at hand
Reveling in your agony
I spread death throughout the land
Forever bound to chains and flames
I break free of your wicked curse
After I'm done beating you down
We'll see who's pain is worse
My rage binds my freedom
Hypnotized by its hands
Forever fighting for its lust
I'm trapped inside this trance
My true dream is of death
And of agony and woe
I forever hide inside these flames
While hell is my place called home
Sharpening my weapon of torture
My spear that's slaughtered dreams
Forever stained by blood and tears
As I thrive off their tearful pain
I am the one, the scorpion
My family may have died
But as long as I roam this waste
I shall never die