Post by Dark Emperor on Jun 26, 2011 16:52:27 GMT -5
Ghosts with gentle voices, calling us never to wake,
and we see another nation rising from the ashes...
Soon to unearth what we cannot escape,
as timre draws near for all of us
Make amend, dear tyrant
and be my ominous companion
Through horrors' eye we'll seek vision lost to the sheep;
rapt and fitfully chained
Hear the trumpets' sound!
The angels ofdiscord are gathering;
such beautiful faces, such poisonous tongues;
a dead world assembly...
Into the world you brought me,
and after your world you wrought me
with a finger to your mouth
And I lost myself in the sea;
carrying the waves of time
There's nothing to believe,
and you ask me why I grieve
Make amend, dear tyrant
and be my ominous companion
Through horrors' eye we'll seek vision lost to the sheep;
rapt and fitfully chained
"Earth raised up her head
from the darkness' dread and drear
Her light fled, and her locks covered with grey despair"
Hear the trumpets' sound!
Our empire stifles and crumbles
This terrible loss will generate us,
gone from this dead world assembly...
Here is the void
Here is the cross we carry with us
through this dead world assembly
\\The Scene Starts as "The God Of Armageddon" Eric Darkthrone is seen standing in the middle of a flaming symbol that is on the ground. the flame on the symbol becomes more violent every passing second. as he stands with in the symbol, he starts to think even more so of The Damage Control Match at Summer Beatings. he closes his eyes and puts himself in an meditative state as he begins to speak on his opponents in the match//
(Eric Darkthrone begins to talk about Demon)
Eric Darkthrone: Demon, words can not describe the respect that i have for you. words can not describe what i think about the legacy that you have in this business. you have been the top man in this company for quite sometime. well, until i took that mantle from you, and have kept it ever since. i have taken that title away from you, and have never shown any remorse for doing so. and i shall not show any whatsoever. but that not withstanding, i do indeed respect you. reason is because you showed me more about The Dark Ways of this company than anyone. when our partners in The Dark Army left, it was only you and me remaining to carry the fight. it was only you and i that was left to represent The Dark Age that this company needed to be placed in for you and i to rule with an iron fist. and rule have we. you are The Extreme Inc. Extreme Heavyweight Champion, and I am The Extreme Inc Unified World Heavyweight Champion. we have laid a trail of broken bodies and decimated dreams in our wake. violence and devastation have been our calling cards that we have loved to dropped upon others even to this very day. but what are in a match at Summer Beatings that we have to do serious harm towards one another. we are in a match where we have to inflict pain and agony upon ourselves. Demon, rest assured, i have no beef with you my brother. but if you get in my way, i shall leave you desolate and broken. i shall leave you without a body to call your own. Demon, for all the respect i have for you, i will prove once again to you that you are apart of The Old Guard that has died off. a lot of the reason why they have died off is due to me. so many of The Legends here have retired due to me. Papa Joe, Scotty Paine, and others have all disappeared after going against me. Demon, do not cross me, or you shall suffer the same fate as them. Demon, crossing me shall lead to you losing something more than just your championship. think about that my brother.
The chorus of life has spoken;
past has the child of reason.
Fading through winters' lonely passage
We crawl at the feet of evolution
Some became kings and some became gods
and the rest just followed,
swallowed their freedom and joined the charade
We did not realize we all had lost,
we locked the door and hid our shame
in this environment of fear
A hopeless scenario of apathy unleashed,
a dreadful travesty captured and revealed...
Shown under a cloak of loud indifference,
where the human stain kisses the pestilence
Gather for life's final hour
Cold hands reaching for the fire
Some became wolves and some became sheep,
and eyes sown shut governed our frozen
perspective of the world
We did not realize we all had lost,
we locked the door and hid our shame
in this environment of fear
A phantom dissonance;
The quiet storm erupts the eminence...
of sickness born
A hopeless scenario of apathy unleashed,
a dreadful travesty captured and revealed...
Shown under a cloak of loud indifference,
where the human stain kisses the pestilence
(Eric Darkthrone now talks about Dangerous Deanna)
Eric Darkthrone: Dangerous Deanna. the pure soul of this company. the woman that sits on the throne of this company as The Extreme Inc. World Women's Heavyweight Champion. you are the top woman in this company. this is a great feet to have. that is a great accomplishment to have earned in your career. and it is an honor that i indeed respect. but Deanna, what that honor has done is it quite possibly put your career in extreme jeopardy. what it could have done is put what you have worked so hard for in complete and utter peril. you see. you are in a match where you are going up against two World Champions. The Extreme Inc. Undisputed World Tag Team Champions Matthew Jett and Rockin Lunatic and The Extreme Inc. Unified World Heavyweight Champion Eric Darkthrone. the three greatest wrestlers in Extreme Inc. currently. Deanna, you seem to fail to understand that your career is in our hands. we are the controllers of your fate. we are the one that control your destiny. so if we saw fit, we could make sure that you keep your title. or we can cripple you permanently so that you are another Legend that was taken out of this business by me, and there will be a need to crown a new champion. Deanna, you are that pretty flower that i have the choice to either let flourish, or step on at first sight. Deanna, if i were you, i would make the wise choice, and not even become a factor in this match.
We stumble through life
shedding the same tears,
forming the same stream,
asking the same questions,
dreading the new day
It's so quiet here,
still violence is speaking;
I close my eyes.
A storm is coming, a spiral of conversion;
broods from the core of our stone wielded luster
Yes, a storm is certainly coming...
feel the surge!
Rapidly we reach for clenched hands to save us
... and we see ourselves for the first time
as the ones we truly are,
as we bleed, as we die!
Hands emaciated folds around our hearts
as we stand in line to leave this life;
To embrace the fear, to wear the crown
of an empire never meant to be
Walking in circles,
reaping the afterglow
A human affliction drowning the undertow
I'd rather understand from where my tears derive,
to accept the sadness of knowing,
and relieving the long lost hope
than pursue the tarnished ways of man.
But we exist here... and we cry at night
(Eric Darkthrone starts to talk about Jeff Williams)
Eric Darkthrone: Jeff Williams, The Monster Of Mr. Bs group. The Enforcer Of Mr. Bs group. the man that is The Current Extreme Inc. Intercontinental Champion. Jeff, you believe that because you are some sort of Monster here, that people are intimidated of you? you believe because you are a giant of a man that everyone trembles at your feet? Jeff, you are nothing more than some big, jacked up bodybuilder that will know what it is like to go against a REALMonster in me. you will know what it feels like to face a Divine Beast inside the ring. that one time you and i faced off in a tag match, you only got a small sample of what i can do. you see Jeff, i wanted to make absolutely sure that you were able to make it to this event so i can end you once and for all. i wanted to make sure that you made it to Summer Beatings because i wanted to devour you at a much bigger stage than Friday Night Revolution. Jeff, i can tell that you want to be Mr. Bs savior. well Jeff, i will make you regret being that because i shall enjoy making you suffer pain the likes of which you have never experienced. Jeff, like i have said before. you may be a Monster, but i am a Demonic God. Gods made Monsters, and Gods can Destroy Monsters. Jeff, prepare to experience Armageddon, and prepare to lose your............
INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
this is right i said it. it will be me that takes your Intercontinental Championship away from you, and bury your career in The Ninth Level of Hades where it belongs. Jeff Williams, i want your championship, and i shall do whatever it takes to get it. at Summer Beatings, not only shall i retain my championship. i shall also become The New Extreme Inc. Intercontinental Champion as well. and the reality is, there is not a d**n thing that you can do about it. Jeff, i shall leave you just like i have left Mr. B. that is broken and title less!
Greed in a cage obsolete
painting colors of old
Victims of culture unfold,
the world sighs once more
Look at us, our eyes are dead;
A gaze of incentives mislead
A deadlight, a whisper
Unearth your face in the mirror
My hope soon to be over...
Take me and lock me in
Throw away the key
I'm beyond all help,
So kill me
Bleed in the cage of deceit,
then; die in the cold
This is the pain you withhold
when the world sighs once more
A treacherous spawn here fester,
holding the future hostage
and dancing restlessly and bare
with the phantom of time
Flies swarm as mouths open
and dead words are spoken.
This room has a foul smell...
There's blood on the walls
and I need to break out
Look at us, our eyes are dead;
A gaze of incentives mislead
A deadlight, a whisper
Unearth your face in the mirror
My hope soon to be over...
take me and lock me in
Throw away the key
I'm beyond all help
So kill me
A screaming silence
hushed beneath the sky;
silence... thrashing the firmament
\\The Scene Ends as Eric Darkthrone is seen raising his arms high in the air. as he does that, the flames from the symbol shoot up to its highest peaks. Demonic Black and Red Lightning Bolts strike the ground surrounding him. Eric Darkthrone begins to laugh Sadistically as well//