I’m looking for four elements of might,

My sword is fire and fate-my face,

I’m lost in maze of innocent silence.

My soul is touched by spell of the black witch

But I educated in water of Styx.

Lighting is my sun and winds my breath,

My sword is fire and fate-my face,

I gather all four symbols of wisdom

And break my desperate destiny.

I win a victory on doubt and treason, through the soulfrosting
infernal flame, where sky and earth are nearby and demonion opens the gate. I’m blind in darkness without light, but I create own kingdom from ice, I break the chain, kill the lie, I’m king of evil, master of dark...