Undead

I am the dweller of the Deep
I am the shadow
A conscious avatar of lost thyself
I, the begotten of the embers and the Black flame,
I follow the path of murderers for the thousandth time.

My curse is to hunt you down and slay you.
I'll do whatever needs to get your head upon my sword.
Unless you cut away my soul out of the hollow body,
So I would have to rise again from ashes, blood, and sores.

Making my way throughout the ruins,
Among the corpses from the past,
I'm wandering in search of a mighty fire
To make my existence forever last.

I feed on souls of vanquished hostiles -
My strength increases with every kill.
I was born to end your atrocious essence,
So let the darkness fill up my depleted spirit!

There's waiting Death along my path.
Grey hollow bodies without eyes are staring down from their nests
Putrefied hounds growl, exposing their teeth
Tears of blood are running down off scorched trees.

Death will not stop us, never!
Start the fire to light the world or let it drown in the darkness.