Paragon Belial

I lay Enshrined Contaminated Time Warp My Flesh Yearns For the Tombworld My soul like layers of Frost Simulating a Spectre Shadow Frozen in Time and Space I was Hacked out of Ice Faded am I, behind a wall of consciousness Still feeling a different World Surrounding Me Chilling Voices fill my head - I Open My Eyes; The Castle of Faust The Boiling Sea Beneath were just lying men and their Pens Belial finally Comes Forth: You are the same, only in Black. "The Ancient White light writings Return with the knowledge of making your own god" Creating my Paragon Belial Dreamking of the Tombworld: I Enter Into an Eternal Oath