I stand alone in the still silence,
My foes at my feet after endless days.
They fought bravely despite the futility.
None could stand against my wrath.
I struck them down by the score.
Punishing blows to their pathetic bodies.
They faced me with their pitiful might.
Death rained down to strike them dead.
I slew many in a furious rage.
Too feel their blood on my skin,
Hear their screams roaring in my ears.
It was like an aphrodisiac to my soul.
Urged on to more depraved things.
I relished in the bloodlust,
As I heard their cries,
Realizing that in the end it did not matter.
One fight, one battle, one war.
I will not be stopped.
I will not be denied.
Forever in conflict I shall be.
It is after all my destiny.
