a warrior of life an inventor of death to take the shamed ones final breath, one less to worry one more second to hurry, flights of angels not scene by us but by you, who worries after an enemy lies shattered with wounds deserved, who would take pitty for an evil soul, not me and i know not you, it would become a victory of all that is within, a light comes down, an eventful sound worried we all scream, is it the earths final scene, a loss of torment, what will we next invent, souls guarded for life, streaming from life we will never be in strife evils reign is over what now you say, well its your choice i think maybe its allready made when evil dies i know no soul shall cry, only those that love have tears that feel and drop down from a hurt life, mysery turns to mystery, screaming souls shall not be heard in the night no more, thieves of our hearts now gone, no need for us to mourn, just to let it begin the moment we win, freedom from the last tormentor, freedom from within freedom from without, let it out, evils reign is over now!....