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!!!