Engraved in the oldest parchments

The Dark Story of Blood and Crime

Surrendered to me it's most hated secrets...

Forsaken to the Flames of Wickedness

I lead a struggle within me...

My lust for Cruelty is as strong

As my desire to shed Darkness amongst Blood



Inferno of Tortures...

Poison, Fire and Iron...



It was said to delight in crime and revenge

Among lies...

It was said to exalt in taste of blood

Among horrors...

I laugh with a scornful smile



It was said to blaspheme and to subjugate

Among feeble tears...

I learnt - there's no law before my Will

I learnt - there's no-one above me

I laugh with a scornful smile



Sparkling steel, a strap of leather

Held in my hands with strength

Honour my knife and whip with Blood and Pain

I laugh with a scornful smile

With art and subtlety:

I'll engrave my sign with my knife and whip

Filled by the stench of suffering

Kneel down before Might and Darkness

Honour my knife and whip in your death-throes