Apocalyptic storms over my dark reigns, the red waters consuming the remains of flesh,. Black vultures flying around the rotten aces. welcome to my apocalyptic domains...
On the top of this hill you must see your future lands...
but remember, first you need to survive... follow the voice of blood... your nightmare is becoming reality...
demons over your head with knives...
the hate is part of us...
no body escapes from here...
remember... is your own hell...
you are so far from the eternal light...
welcome to my apocalyptic domains.