...Washed by the ash... here on the edge of Abyss I was awaiting, staring into dark and listening grim roar of silence... ...The more I looked, the more unveiled was the visage I faced, It came to me, it crushed space by void and shadowed blackness darker... ...And shadows grim I saw... like pitch they chained and draped me... ...Tormenting from inside, torn and shred my flesh, and fed the river stream... ...And this voidcrusher visage held a head in hand... it was my head...
Inhaled ash of life, the dust of time and death I saw the Dead arisen - A daring one who laid upon the bones...