Post by Dark Emperor on May 29, 2011 9:38:28 GMT -5
Revi hänet sisältäsi
ja paiskaa pirstaleiksi
Ota naamio kuolion
kasvosi lamauttamaan
Ikuiseen pahuuteen
sillä kristus ja valo poissa ovat
Katso haudattuun maahan
Kylve sen kosteassa kuolemassa
Kadonnut, kätketty voima
Saatanallinen ylivertaisuus
Ihmisyyden irkikuva,
loputtoman kärsimyksen monumentti
Kulje tie pimeyteen
Älä koskaan käänny,
älä katso takaisin
jumala ainiaan kirotkaamme
Saatanassa ja yössä on voimamme
Kadonnut on hän,
joka laupeuttaan jakaa
Saapunut on hän,
joka tuhon julistaa
Oma tahtosi on lakisi
ikuinen pahuus on voimamme
\\The Scene Starts as "The God Of Armageddon" Eric Darkthrone is seen sitting in his Imperial Throne thinking of his Unified World Heavyweight Championship Match at May's Bloody Masscre 2011. he stares across from him four pictures of his opponents on that night. he begins to focus on the first picture. that picture is of Lee Poison. he gets up out of his Throne and walks over to the picture. he puts his hand on top of it and begins to speak//
Eric Darkthrone: Lee Poison. you want to apart of a match that is designed for brutality and carnage/ you want to be apart of a match that is designed for the most cruel and sadistic to reign supreme/ you want to be apart of a match that is designed for someone that is cold all the way down to the bone to prevail? please Lee, do not try to exude some false bravado in order to make others think that you can come put on top in this match. do not exude some false courage in making everyone believe that you are man enough to step into a match against someone like myself in order for you to become the man.
Bestial hatred upon mankind
Gazing down from the throne
gushing misanthropy
Disgust, dripping from the mouth
Expression, twisted insanity
Ritualistic art of dying
made by my horns of hate
Gone are my humane emotions
what is left is a faceless void
of downcasted evilness
Submit to the HORNS OF HATE
For you are just flares in the eternal night
Horns..
Mislead lambs
where is your shepard now?
Never see the Light...
Book of Revelations, prophesied wrong
Defeated armies of god
Glorious triumph of Satan
Cursed black magic from the Horns of Hate
(Eric Darkthrone looks upon the picture of lee and starts to smile)
Eric Darkthrone: Lee, you are a d**ned fool to believe that you have what it takes to stand up against me and survive much less win. i mean, you are stepping in the ring against a 7'4", 375Pound Demonic Deity. someone that is the embodiment of destruction in it purest form. Lee, you are kidding yourself in thinking that you are somehow going to be a factor in that match. you are kidding yourself in this thinking that this match is going to be a match in which you have any sort of advantage against me or any of the others.
In a room, darkened
Full on my suicide notes
On the walls..
In the ceiling..
Covering the floor..
Every corner saying goodbye
cursing this world
hailing death
As I stagger
in this world
and the one beyond
The words of the notes
Form faces, grotesque
Demonfaces, horned and mocking
Staring at me
Laughing at me
Screaming in my mind
Elder scriptures
Tongue of demons
Written and carved
all over my skin
Written to summon
those creatures in blasphemy
Deny Heaven
and walk the way to blackness
In the last momets
"odo cicale Qaa; sodoreje
Iape sodirejo Noro Mada, hoathahe Saitan!"
and the demons
rip me apart...
(Eric Darkthrone picks up the picture and begins to laugh)
Eric Darkthrone: you are going to be in a world of hurt when i am done with you. you are going to regret even becoming apart of this match. i am going to ravage you into oblivion. i am going to stomp your guts in, and make you understand that you are not in the league of the real immortals. you are not in the league of me. you are not someone that i treat as a threat to me in any matter. you are just someone whose soul shall become mine, and the essence within that soul shall drive me to regain what is mine!
\\The Scene ends as Eric Darkthrone takes the picture and throws it into the air. he then shoots a Black Lightning Bolt in the air striking the picture. it burns to ash as he walks over to the next picture//