What's the point of living for creatures that destroy everything they see on their

Own planet?

When will they stop being such fools in the midst of their own tragedy? They cannot

Be saved

There is only one solution for this problem: the eradication of every life form

Begins

The crows start whispering to the dead: "the king is coming back and everything

Will end."

As I feel the precious souls of once wise men in my hands I risk a glimpse into

The abyss from where i ascended and I know that this is the right way to end this

Lie

I finally found a reason to destroy human life

Falling through the cracks of every soul

I remember that I have to return into my hole

This place

My life

A lie

Inside I cry

Tonight I'll fall into my grave

I will kill everyone who comes across

My mission has begun I will give my best to collect their souls

Tonight I will take your live away

Decide who shall be the next to die