The Sword of Uncreation (2001, The Isle of Disenchantment)
Genre: Technical Death Metal
The winds they chill me, flowing from beyond the woods, darkness approaches, moonlight will guide me. I take my cruellest weapons, for the fear of death, my journey will take me Beyond the realms of, humane society, to the village of Sodom! They will kill me- I am enemy I am their foe- they fear what they know I carry with me- something they seek An ancient sword- Revered by all In my journey- I have seen Many a creature- many a freak But the sword- has remained with me My mission- (deliver the sword) To my evil master, the hilt contains what he needs stones from another time, constructed by the hands of a demon. It was a thousand years ago, when the sword was created, a plan a thousand years old. All for the one known as- Satan!... I travel on into the night, no rest for I dont want to die. My destination only a day away. The castle of the demon is- Waiting for me The future of mankind is in my hands, I carry the forces of the Armageddon, I will destroy the world in one foul swoop- It is- it was- me I am- Now I- Cant See what- I was o-r am I know- it is- time for me- to enter the realm It lies just ahead of me on the- path I follow In the earth's blood I will- WALLOW! And now I enter the masters lair, he calls me to his side, his skin has a certain coldness, his touch makes me churn inside, I hand the sword over to him, he accepts with a gleam in his eye, he thrusts the sword into my heart, I die a willing sacrifice.