Mystic powers control the circle of fear  silently the monster dictates its flow  to where hope becomes nothing  and hate alters everything    come forth, bringer of pain and evil  and uphold my ring of fire  take leave, seeker of flesh and death  thy are the dwellers of endless mire    weakling, your cries mean nothing to me  why do you challenge my infinite strength?  for I have become death  the destroyer of worlds    bound are the hands to grasp you near  silenced is the tongue that speaks the words  you need to hear    our spirits will carry  the memories of truth  our spirits will fade  in moments of time