No more shall I hear scorn and derision
No more shall I tolerate accusions and threats
No more shall I witness injustice towards me
I will have my vengeance
Now as I gather the essence of evil under my shade
I unite it with my innermost feelings
I release the true nature of man in me
This shall be my finest hour
My finest hour!!!
No more shall I turn my eyes away
As my kind is being despised and laughed upon
No more shall I close my ears from the screams
As my kind is being made the scapegoat
Now, as I taste the bitter blood in my mouth
I feel strange as if controlled by something human
I glance through eyes which are not mine
This shall be my finest hour
As I carve the symbol
I see my own reflection
And now I finally know
Who I truly am
The final fulfillment is now at hand
My enemies will witness their ultimate end!!!
Remorse they ask which I won't give!!!
For a warrior of the pentagram knows nothing of such!!!
I know nothing of such!!!