[Curtain Opens To Darkness]
[A red hue converges in one corner]
[Opening Verses]

I seek the depths of darkness,
A cavern of silent teeth persists-
The tension of 100 bats inversion.
Slowly, blue eyes dissolve into black,
Origin of other worldly delights...I am!

Such trembling vessels of flesh & blood, Erratic! They devour chaos and pain
An underveloped primal fiend akin to  
  swine, to the lowly vermin under foot
Legacy of truth-this war will ne'er end

Storm the gates at dawn, they declare
I stress their efforts by mind, their well  
  played hand comes tumbling down Tiresome and bored breed of humanitys  
  spineless scorn

Weak-willled spawn of dead flies-
'Do what thou wilt'
Masculine powers of man superseded
Battletorn soldiers still shaken and jarred
Final now-the bastille embers still glow
Bruised and suffered, I lie among the ash

[Intermission]