Terrible, how terrible to see the truth
When the truth is only pain to the one who sees
Are you the warder? The scum of the earth
Wwho could restrain anger hearing you?
You skew the word of gods
You are blind as the stone you are, lost in the night
That endless night that nursed you!
You can't hurt me, I see the light!
You are the great mastermind, you will pay in tears
May the din of the world, pester the life out of you
Oh the power! The cardinality
Your envy of my mission
Drains all the wells of pity
A crowd of horrors you'd never dream
Plethora of torment will rain down your eyes
Out of themselves things will come
Even if the warder shrouds them all in silence
And hides them, breathes not a word of them
They will come, what will come, will come
Soon
Soon you'll scream aloud and
What haven won't reverberate?
What valley won't scream back in echo?
No man will ever be rooted from the earth as brutally as you
All unknowing, you are the scourge of your own flesh
Your own blood
The dead below the earth and the living here
Above
Will whip you from this life
Your light is murk, it is darkness, it is shadows, it is gloom
Go! Unravel my words
If you find ı'd lied
From this day, call the warder blind
