[CHAPTER III - REBORN THROUGH DEATH, Version II] Marching corpse to rise I must fulfill my new destiny Crawlwalking from my suicide As I penetrate the exit of my home People look up at me With repugnance and disgust I'm now an enemy of my race Outside my domain, I discover That my dreaming abilities Were my undead powers Casting a spell to the point of no return At the forgotten Isle Where lies the forbidden Shrine Out of my tornado field Near the sacred Shrine I climb the steps of knowledge Each step inflicts me terrible pain Decomposation of my soul As my organs rot away Flesh falling part by part Dematerialization In front of the pedestal I open the Golden book And some of my fingers fall off A bright radiance illuminates from the Book This gleam dissolves my eyes The pus flows on my cheeks At this moment a voice says... What are thine pupose? As I answer! One of my arms breaks into pieces I am here... I want to repend myself... From my will of d**h Art thou sure? Yes... Then read aloud what is written... I can't, my eyes... I must concentrate... I see the chant of life The mantra to reborn Ahm... Mu... Hum... Cah... Veramocor Ahm... Mu... Hum... Cah... Now I can hear thousands of lamenting Damians Around the sacred shrine Waiting for my soul to fall My body cracks in two I keep my faith 'till the end of the beginning As my torso of vomiting worms dies My brain explodes... My spirit is thrown in... I'm Alive, free to be reborn