What lies down there,
there that is before us.
The thing of nightmares, the thing of dreams.
The thing from which all forces of darkness and death come from,
that ravage the earth in ways like no other.
The things that want only to bring pain and suffering,
the things that wants to destroy us.
It makes us all weak in mind and body,
controls us and posses us.
Recognizing our weaknesses,
knowing our dreams.
Grasping how to torture with the simplest thoughts
knows how to desolate us.
We fear it since the beginning of time,
never wanting to venture into it.
Some have dared to looked into it,
only to drive them mad.
The insane can look in it without pain,
there they get there means to want to hurt.
He lets them look in there knowing what it will do to them,
knowing it will drive them over the line eventually.
He that wants the world to feel pain,
He who wants to make men his servants.
him who only wishes to see the world burn,
who wishes to own every soul.
Many oppose him, many have died,
he makes martyrs of the brave.
he will want to take the world over again,
when he does we must fight with all we have.
The only weapon that can fight him is one thing,
our souls.