Post by Dark Emperor on Jul 2, 2011 20:44:23 GMT -5
\\The Scene Starts as " The God Of Armageddon" Eric Darkthrone is seen walking down a long hallway in his castle. the hallway is filled with pictures adorning the walls. those pictures are of those who Eric has defeated over the course of his legendary Career. the pictures adorning the walls of the hallway are among the whose who in the wrestling business. as he stares at the pictures on the walls, it brings back memories of the matches in which he had with such competitors. he begins to smile as he begins to speak//
Eric Darkthrone: The Hall of Armageddon. the hall where all my past conquests have been framed for Eternal Gratification. the hall where those that i have faced in this business and Decimated are placed here for my own personal amusement. the hall where so many of those who i have made kneel at the altar of greatness are placed for the enjoyment of only one..... ME! this hall represents all those that thought that they could take me down. this hall represents all those that thought they could end me. this hall represents all those that thought that they had what it took to dethrone The Dark Messiah Of This Business. this hall represents all those that have fallen before me, and have been made to understand that i am The Superior One In This Business. lets see who is on this wall shall we?
Suuren pimeyden varjo on laskeutunut ylle pyhien kirkkojen,
kun Saatanan mustin siivin saavuimme maillenne.
Nyt iskemme kirkkonne tuleen. Nauraen katsomme kun pyhät alttarit mustuvat,
kun lieskat lyövät kristuksen kuvaan polttaen sen unohduksiin ikuisiksi ajoiksi.
Kun kalpeat kyyneleenne vierivät me iskemme teidät maahan.
Olemme nousseet sotaan valon jumalaa vastaan.
Te säälittävät surkimukset jotka polvillanne itkien
kaivatte tuhkasta kadonnutta hyvyyttä toivotte pian heräävänne unesta.
Mutta katsokaa sillä tämä ei ole unta.
Tunne kuinka roihuava kirkkosi lämmittää rumia kasvojasi.
Yön tyhjyydessä tuuli ulvoo susien äänin raunioissa palaneen kirkon.
Puhaltaen unohduksiin kaiken sen häpeän jonka kerran rakensitte.
Ja niin on oleva että vielä kerran tulevat liekit nousemaan.
Mustempana ja uljaampana kuin koskaan.
(Eric Darkthrone goes to the picture of Mr. DEDEDE)
Eric Darkthrone: ah yes, my old friend Mr. DEDEDE. yeah, i remember you. i remember when you took me under your wing to show me a thing or two about this business. i remember you teaching me all the evil and sinister ways in which this business truly operates. i remember you taking me under your wing in order to show me how to succeed in this business, and make this business revolve all around me. those are the lessons you taught me, and those lessons are some of the wisest ever imparted upon me. you showed me every single trick in the book. tricks that i play on a daily basis even to this very day. you are truly a friend of mine, and someone i deeply respect. but the thing about it is that even though you are a friend, i still went up against you in matches. there was one in particular that stands out. you remember EHW's In Your Room? yeah, the one single event that i proved absolute dominance in? you remember me beating you with an inch of your life? you remember me making you suffer in front of people that were screaming for your head? if you don't, i do. i remember making you bleed buckets. i remember making you sweat gallons. i remember you screaming at the top of your lungs for mercy. but i gave you none. i gave you no sympathy and no remorse. when that match was over, you were a broken and beaten man. you were someone that deserved to be put in the old folk's home. you deserved to be fed through a feeding tube. DEDEDE, i made you into a nobody within seconds and everyone cheered for it. DEDEDE, that is why you made this wall friend.
Now, open wide the mouth of Leviathan
and free Your wrathful shadows the formless beasts
of Your flame.
Like a fog they rise from the face of the earth
as your cold and freezing hand
Faithfully haunting the souls.
The disciples of your path prepared for your magnificent coming
momumental era of chaos the inverted dawn of creation
Hungry God of the depths...Release the death.
(Eric Darkthrone goes to The Next Picture. this one is of Kevin Devastation)
Eric Darkthrone: my brother in arms Kevin Devastation. someone that has the same exact black heart that i have. someone that is cut from the same mold as me. someone that has no problem getting into with anyone and shoving his big soup bone down his throat. KD, you and i when we formed La Secta Apocalyptica, dominated everyone that was in our path. we made everyone feel helpless and weak. we made the earth shake in fear at our presence. everyone that thought they knew what Dominance was soon realized that they did not have a clue on the term. they did not have a clue what it was really meant when dominance was in play. no one knew but you and me. we both defined and then redefined the term Domination. we were unstoppable. that was until you decided to cross me. you decided to make a name for yourself at my expense. you wanted to become the man by stabbing me in the back. you took from me The EAW National Extreme Heavyweight Championship. a title that meant the world to me. a title that made so many people EAW Legends. so i had to teach you a lesson. i had to teach you that no one dares screw with me and gets away with it. no one dares to step on me for success. so in the rematch for the title, i proved to you why i am the man by becoming The Last Man Standing. i proved to you that i am The Force Of Malevolence in this business. after i Owned you, you went for Bad Ass to coward at a moment's notice. i Brutalized You. I Tortured You. you kneeled before me, and i reveled in it. i taught you a very valuable lesson in life. The Teacher Is Always Better Than The Student! that is why you made this wall jack!
Ave, salus infirmorum, miserere nobis!
The wounds of the suffering are open
My stigmas bleeding black
Wounds from the five blades,
of the inverted star
The Devils black vomit
flowing from the wounds
The hammer of Satan
has struck me by its brute strength
Master! Guide my hands to your deeds
terrifying cruelities
for I am your spear
and I am your born
The sacred light of Lucifer
Burns my skin in blisters
Boil my flesh in your hatred
Let your spirit live free in me
Black and stabbing chains
from the pentagram to my limbs
through the wounds of devotion
towards the evil destiny
(Eric Darkthrone goes to the picture of Glacial)
Eric Darkthrone: The Monster From Australia Glacial. you and i have feuded over many a company haven't we? you and i have been beating the hell out of one another for quite sometime. we have raised the bar in this business so much that i think no other wrestler in this business could ever reach it. i would say that some of my greatest matches have happened against you. you pushed me to a level that no one has ever done. you made me reached down deep into My Demonic Soul to pull out the resolve needed to take you down, and on two occasions, put you on the shelf. seven foot tall, three hundred and twenty pounds. you were the embodiment of a True Monster you called yourself The Behemoth. i do agree with that sentiment. before i Ascended to Dark God Status, you were always the bigger man when it came to size in our matches. you were the one that was superior in that department. i have deep respect for you even to this very day. but we all knew that since you and i are cut from the same cloth, that it was about to happen. we all knew that one day, one must stay in the business, and one had to retire. for over eighteen years you Dominated this business. you made everyone understand that you were The Big Dog that ran the yard. but it was time for a new big dog to emerge. it was time for the torch to be passed. so, we fought it out. we fought each other tooth and nail. we threw bombs at one another until one had to fall. well, i guess everyone knows who fell. it may have not been directly by my hands, but i was indeed the true contributing factor of your demise. i am still here, and you are the one who is retired! you are on this wall because you were Destroyed by the younger version...........................................OF YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The fist forged of black metal
by the hammer imperegnated with hate
In the smithy spitting the black flames
In darkness the glory of Satan in our minds
With the iron fists and the will to use
them we are wandering in the storm of violence
With the hateful hits desecrating your flesh
With the claws black as those of
a crow tearing the human faces apart
Fist of the Satanist
-crushes joy and light
Fist of the Satanist
-crushes the weak and degenerated
Fist of the Satanist
-crushes the good and clean
Fist of the Satanist
-crushes the heaven
The blood of my enemy on the ground
is reminding what happened to those
who arose against our darkness
The wrath of Satan in these hands
we strike with hate and kill with hate
The violent mutilation of the christian face
The filth you learned from the book of
lies will lead you in your destiny at the
end of the road where we'll be waiting
for you and there will we execute our
twisted dreams!
(Eric Darkthrone goes to another picture)
Eric Darkthrone: the reason why i bring them up is due to the fact that they all have something in common. they all have something about them the makes them special. something that makes them unique. something that makes them worth mentioning. that common ground they share is the fact that they are REAL MAIN EVENTERS! they are all REAL LEGENDS! they are all REAL GREATS! they are all REAL BONAFIDE ICONS! something that you are not. something that you are not even close to. those are attributes and qualities that you do not have in your entire body. qualities that are completely foreign to you am i correct there...................................
JEFF WILLIAMS?!
Eric Darkthrone: those are qualities that Legit Wrestlers have. those are qualities that only The Best Of The Best have. those are qualities that only The Elite have. those men i mentioned, they have them. they have those characteristics that make them REAL LEGENDS! and Jeff, i have those same qualities as well. that is why i only have one defeat here in Extreme Inc. that is why i am The Measuring Stick here. that is why i am The Divine Executioner. Jeff, like i told you before. Gods can create Monsters, and Gods can Destroy Monsters. i have decimated you on more than one occasion. i have made you feel Hades' Wrath at every turn. and now you are back for more. Jeff, you are just like Raven, you do not know when to quit. sooner or later, you and your butt buddy, The Fake Darkness Raven Trueblood will have to understand why i am The True Dark Deity Of Life Itself. you are going to have to understand why i am Superior to everyone that i have ever faced. Monday Night, once again, you shall become food for my Demons. once again, you shall be made into a Sacrifice to myself and the other Dark Gods Of Chaos! Jeff, no Monster can ever defeat a Deity! Jeff, i shall enjoy placing you in Eternal d**nation!
Far from these lands
Where gods mercy dosen't reach
where the of the jew shepherd have forgotten
cremated in the flame of hatred
There the love for Adams children
ceased to exist and withered away
The shadow has build his kingdom
and a new black God risen to his glory
We are the black arrow
poisoned by the snake
aimed at holy dove
from the bow of the fallen angel
The ritual of cursing life
we drink the rotten blood,
from the skull of gods creation
with death of believers of Christ in our minds
In the stench of the dead rats
Your burning piety cooled
Your belief is faltering
and once you denial your god...
We are the black arrow
poisoned by the snake
aimed at holy dove
from the bow of the fallen angel
\\The Scene Ends as Eric Darkthrone continues to walk through The Hall Of Armageddon. he feels very pleased with all he has done in order to make The Hall filled with conquests. he thinks with a smile on his face of his upcoming Extreme Inc. Intercontinental Championship Defense against Raven Trueblood and Jeff Williams this coming Monday Night//