Which way is the right path, as i stand upon this chaotic crossroad of hate...
How many ways are the to roam on this dark and damned road of fate...
"There are many ways, to find where the sould of demons remain...
But it takes only one second of despair and of dought until at last, your soul,they will gain...
Inherit these lands, these things, these dreams that are yours, forever, to adore for there is no life, in the depths of chaos, for you to explore..."
-C.Vincent metzen
"To try to find strenth in righteousness is folly.
For He seeks to topple those who have the farthest to fall..."
"But I, in truth , have been once here before:
that savage with Erichte, she who called the shades back to their bodies, summoned me.
My flesh had not not been long stripped off when she had me descend throught all the rings of hell, to draw a spirt back from the betrayer's circle.That is the deepest and the darkest pace, the farthest from the heaven girds all: so rest assured, I know the pathways all."
-Dante
"Pierce me with stell, rend me with claw and fang.
As I die a legend is born for another generation to follow..."
"Wisdow is earned...not given."
"He was skilful enought to have lived still,
if knowlege could be set up against mortality"
-William shakespeare
"Might and magic are spokes on the same wheel...
In lacking one you lack both..."
"Not even the sun can banish the phantoms of our land.
Nevertheless, we huddle in the darkness and pray for dawn..."
"Honor and courage are a warrior's right and left hands..."
"The only futur peace has to offer is War..."
"I have sen the horrors that lie beneath the earth.
I have felt icy breath of darkness upon my skin,
And have benn gripped by the skelletal talons of death itself.
What prayer can ever heal the bleedingmarks of terror's embrace?"
"A warrior's true strenght lies not in the body, but in the spirit.."
"I am not driven by hatred.
I am not driven by fear.
I am not driven by desire,
duty, or any rationale. I can no longer feel any of these.
All the remains is retributions;Cola and hard and final..."
I can see what you see not,
Vission milky then eyes rot.
When you turn they'll be gone,
Wispering the hidden sogn.
Then you see what canot be.
Shadows move where light should be,
out of darkness, out of mind
cast down into the halls of the blind