Tekster: Day Of Suffering. The Eternal Jihad. Pawn.

The shadow of pestilence invades my every thought, i
aagainst i as my soul stands in purgatory. one step
from hell, a promise writtin in my own blood is my
only salvation. tempting are the hollow shells of the
apocalypse as they revel in their deviance and
corruption the disciples of ancient cities fallen and
forged anew beckon me, but i have chosen ... this life
of struggle, a nihilistic world - my enemy. a hardlin
that cannot be broken. a new world vision. suicide,
suicide before betrayal. i will not serve this world
of abominations. a clandestine evolution ... instead
of a pawn you've created a prophet, and i prophesize
the destruction of your world