A flash of arrogance surges through my blood, and it's heat dispels my doubts I must claim what is promised, and neither God, nor lowly beast Nor weak apprehension will hamper my efforts As if motivated by recaptured youth I stride through the gates and demand entrance, demand audience The powers of the Earth scoff and sneer, but their laughter does nothing to shake my resolve Not until I lose what I hold dearest do I realize my folly The horror, defeat My ruin, begun Ego-death, complete Sacrifice; at what cost? My pain is magnified by Self-loathing, no one to blame What have I done?