• Prepare yourselfs, the bells have tolled!
    Shelter your weak, your young, and your old!
    Each of u shall pay the final sum!
    Cry for mercy the reckoning has come!

    The sky is dark.
    The fires burn.
    You strive in vain as Fate's wheel turns!

    Harken, cur! Tis you i spurn! Now feel... the burn!

    My flames have died,
    Not left a spark,
    I shall send you myself to the lifeless dark

    So eager you are,
    For my blood to spill,
    Yet vanquish me, 'tis my head you must kill!