We will meet again soon
When death does bring me
To that room of in between
In that time then all your screams
Of anguish and despair shall
I answer and give not a care
For in death shall be my vengeance
As I stand judgement over those
Things that were done in lights
Knowledge did not come seeking
All that was me
We shall meet upon the terms of
Those things that you considered
To be in darkness for ever more but
Were reveal by the last sound of
Trumpets on that final dawn of all
That remains of inhumanity come
Let us reason now for it is your soul
Which is at stake and I am as harsh
In my deaths robe as I was in the
Darkness of light