Paragon Belial

I lay enshrined

Contaminated time warp

My flesh yearns

For the tomb world

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

Boiling sea beneath, castle of Faust

Belial finally comes forth

"Ancient white light writings were lying men and their pens

You are the same, only in black

Return with the knowledge of making your own god"

Dream king of the tomb world, I enter eternal oath

Creating my paragon Belial

My flesh yearns

For the tomb world