Oh,
Sacred night,
Come to me,
Wait for me to haunt you.
The only point of my waiting,
The only will
I possess . . .
The blue flames of my being,
The darkness rising
To be my sword.
And the only thing I was ever to do,
Was to awaken tonight.
The spirit of the warrior
Has been freed.
Freed!
Burning brightly within
A world of shadows.
Beware,
Beware,
For I am fee.
And I have the power,
To free all of darkness,
And the shadows within.
The beast inside,
The desire for murder,
The will to catch
My destiny with my bare hands,
Has awakened with the warrior
Within me.
The spirit of the warrior has awakened,
Burning brightly in the night,
Cloaked in blue flames,
Singing his ballad of destruction.
The warrior,
Am I.
I must end my work,
Must fulfill my destiny.
The spirit of the warrior has awakened,
My spirit burns
With an insatiable flame.
Burning,
Killing,
Slaying . . .
Watch me burn with my inner fire,
Lighting this darkness,
Letting it blind you.
Blind you with its
Inferno of shadows.
Pain!
Pain!
Dying,
With you.
Let me lead you into darkness,
Watch my destruction spread,
Watching.
Waiting.
Waiting
For my chance to rise again.
The spirit of the warrior inside
Has awakened.
Scared night,
Holy night,
Be my guide,
To live forever.
I will no longer will deny
What I am.
I am the warrior,
Destined all his life,
To awaken to night.
To burn tonight
With the blue fire of
Chaos and death.
I have the power,
I have the destiny.
I will catch my destiny,
With bare hands.
With bare hands.
Gripping that sword of darkness,
Killing you with my inner fire.
Burning.
Burning.
Slaying.