He comes into the slumbered hours with a tamed demons thirst,
and often after many hours will seek the weakest first.
Oh, how we long to be one of the numbered who would not be seen, to hide amongst the slaves of human excuse and doubters of what is unseen. But, it is you who are the victims of your mortal fray.
To be the first to know the beast, it is you who will be the first to slay.
As wanderers among you see the depths unseen, and with this feel the power of the great sovereign King. Bow down in mercy you who mask yourselves as the mighty ones of Glory. For you will see the sword of victory as your moment of truth as you lay in your destiny.