Even though, I walk the valley of shadow of death I am the Crawling Chaos! Festering... at the catafalque of mankind Torn apart by lies, again a sacrifice In vain... In delightful solitude I remain Neither like a wild beast or a god... Crowned with thorns, anointed with blood Bathing in the stench of death forevermore Lies - they mark my soul With a promise of consolation As I wait in line to die... Never to speak again, nor to dream Only to fulfill the promise of hell Full circle A new terror born in death. I am a new superstition Entering... the unassailable fortress of forever. Dead alive, as daylight dim my eyes Again... I Am Legend!