The flame of unhallowed, of horrors untamed. The death of all order, the spirit unchained. I trudge the path to where you burn. Ever searching for the glow, which emanates from sacred ground. I heed the... Calls from below. A voice in the night. The yearning for freedom, the blessing of pain. Where common men falter, is where I shall reign. I march towards the raging fires. Entranced by the horrid glow, that blinded all who turned away. Only the chosen remain. I heed the... Calls from below. A voice in the night. The sound from an open tomb, That lures me from the light. Down there I saw... Down there I beheld... What dreams may die by the nightmare's hand. In the deep, dark sleep unknown to man. Down there, they call to me. Down there, I cease to be.