(IN THIS ROOM) We contort mankind And we rend the very fabric of human nature (IN THIS ROOM) We take a man from his slumber and subject him to Creative forms of torture that the witches of Ooalacile concocted for his primeval soul (IN THIS ROOM) The father of the abyss was born
Deep within the confines of his cell, he was driven mad He lost his humanity and sought the broken pendant Eternally seeking
THE ABYSS WILL CONSUME US ALL
EEEERGH I, the chosen undead, have been tasked with his slaying I have died a thousand times and yet I live Where Artorias has failed I will finish it, I WILL FINISH IT
I have died a thousand times and yet I live I have died a thousand times and yet I live BREEEEEE ERGH We will see how this ends
I must traverse the fog gate And stand on the precipice of DOOM AND SALVATION BLLLEEEEUGH YEEEERGGH
His grasp wraps around my form I fight my way out, getting to my feet I stare into the blackness His red eyes stare back menacingly Lashing out we both collide In a dual of fate Who will die? I will determine eternityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.