(1999 Eric Kampman)

In this isle of desolation
I will reign
Smoke and fire, true servants of my domain

See -- I am beyond your reach
See how I make you suffer

I may call on you tomorrow
Frail mortal
Flesh and bone no match for my talons and steel

Hear the roar of my desire
Hear: I'll bring you to your knees

You may try to understand me,
My design
Patternless pain, true servant of my domain

Feel the last breath of your life
Feel the sharp sting of the knife