Time drifts away, day after day
Disappearing and fading to the other side of the star ocean
In every passing moment
Someone, somewhere
Has the fire of their life extinguished
The day of demise draws ever closer
Every step we take brings us nearer to the end
But what is there to fear,
When only one survives?
A simple longing for revenge fuels his anger
Behind an enigmatic face
For someone so controlled,
For someone so powerful,
One could find it hard to believe
He only lives for revenge
An ideal of a monster
On the final days
When his ideal is within reach
The skies are dark black, and roar with thunder
The world he sets foot on is as foul as the one from which he came
All he sees is dead, a wasteland of misery
He lifts his heavy scythe high
And charges into the night