A vision of unworthy sacrifice. Forgotten prodigy here he lies. Alone and unlamented fade away. Defaced and scorned in trivial portray. The vision fades, the hero takes his leave. Those fickle Gods, he could not believe Bereft of glory, immortality This broken image what may come to be He will face his end alone. The hero stands there, gazing at the sky Torn from within, lets out a silent cry His fate reforged, darkness to guide his path He swore not to die an empty death As the blood red sky comes closing in The quest for power will begin A life of evil, a life of sin Let out the hate that lies within I am immortal I am the bane of man I am eternal I am the plague on this world I am immortal Your name is scorned I am eternal You'll not be mourned A mere shadow of his glory past Depraved and mad he cut down to the last Countless souls before his defeat Until a true hero rose up to meet As his rage and anger are all but spent For all his power, he could not prevent No one can escape their destiny Tartarus claim him for all eternity And now, the circle is complete I am immortal I am the bane of man I am eternal I am the plague on this world