Mystic powers control the circle of fear
silently the monster dictates its flow
to where hope becomes nothing
and hate alters everything

come forth, bringer of pain and evil
and uphold my ring of fire
take leave, seeker of flesh and death
thy are the dwellers of endless mire

weakling, your cries mean nothing to me
why do you challenge my infinite strength
for I have become death
the destroyer of worlds

bound are the hands to grasp you near
silenced is the tongue that speaks the words
you need to hear

our spirits will carry
the memories of truth
our spirits will fade
in moments of time