• I see the midnight of a dying world,
    What vermin inhabit this rotting corpse,
    But the spawn of the devil himself,
    For what must it take to purge this sinner?,
    May the Sloth be sought out and killed,
    May the glutton be a feast for maggots,
    May the greed in every man's heart lead him to insanity, and. . .
    May the wrath in me make it all happen,
    I shall sheath my sword in the heart of this beast,
    There shall be no sleep, no rest for the wicked,
    No one shall escape my judgment!,
    In my mind I see the dawn of rebirth.