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